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About Strasbourg

I’m ramblin’, but—hell—whores, they’re people, man! In *Ten*, that gal says, “Life’s simple, you complicate it.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, actin’ holy. Pisses me off, the hypocri—hypocra—uh, the fakes! I’d tip my hat to ‘em, tho. Takes guts. Ever think bout that? Guts! Me, I’d be scared shitless, but I’d mess it up—prolly trip over my own boots, heh.

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Finally, the rain stops, and I head back to my shop on Rue des Écoles. I’m feelin’ a bit better, but then I see my neighbor, Jean. He’s out there, strugglin’ with his own fur business. He’s got this ridiculous raccoon coat that looks like it’s been through a war. I can’t help but laugh. “Jean, what’s that? A Halloween costume?” He just glares at me. Classic Jean.

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