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About Strasbourg

Me, I gets angry, precious—some blokes treat ‘em like dirt! Makes me hiss, spit, wanna claw somethin’. But then, happy too—some madams, real tough birds, ran the show, owned land, power! Like that Ofelia, eh, fightin’ her way, brave lil’ thing. “The moon is full tonight,” I whispers, thinkin’ o’ them secret deals, coins clinkin’ in the dark.

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In an earlier sketch of "Les Demoiselles," the figure to the left was a male medical student, skull in hand, entering the brothel, but the artist decided that.

I sometimes get so caught up in the human drama here – families, lovers, even the lonely old souls – that I feel like I’m living inside a constant exhibit of raw, unedited human emotion. It makes me both angry and thrilled, ya know? Like, I’m mad at the injustice of life sometimes, then something hilarious happens and I’m laughing like an idiot.

Cloitre Saint Louis