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About Strasbourg

Alright, so here’s me, a tractor driver, chillin’ like Bob Ross, paintin’ happy little trees in my mind. I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just cruisin’ through life’s wild canvas. I love *Moulin Rouge!*—that flick’s got heart, man, all that “love is a many-splendored thing” vibez. Picture this: I’m rollin’ down some dusty road, tractor hummin’ like a sweet lil’ lullaby, and I’m dreamin’ up a gal like Satine, all sparkly and sassy.

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So, I get back to work, and I’m in the zone. I’m sewing, cutting, and makin’ magic happen. Then, I hear a knock. It’s that same client again! She storms in, and I’m like, “What now?” She’s got the coat, and she’s like, “Fix it!” I’m about to lose it. But then, I see her face. She’s kinda cute, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s work this out.”

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