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About Strasbourg

So, picture this—some gal, let’s call her Ruby, workin the streets, all sass and chipped nail polish. She’s out there, free as a bird, but trapped too, y’see? Kinda like them boys in the film, rowin that boat, lost but pushin on. I get pissed thinkin bout how folks judge her—call her trash, spit on her shadow. Makes my blood boil! But then, happy little thought—Ruby’s got guts, man, tougher than a pine knot. Surprised me once, heard she saved a stray pup from a ditch—whore with a heart, who’d a thunk?

John Lee Hooker Jr. & Zakiya Hooker- Avignon Blues Festival

Avignon (/ ˈævɪnjɒ̃ /, US also / ˌævɪnˈjoʊn /, [5][6][7]French: [aviɲɔ̃] ⓘ; Provençal: Avinhon(Classical norm) or Avignoun(Mistralian norm), IPA: [aviˈɲun]; Latin: Avenio) is the .

Avignon isn’t just big names and fancy landmarks though. Check out the lesser-known gems: like that tiny café in the Carré d’Or that serves the best espresso ever – you won't find it in any guidebook. Or the little park, Place Pie, where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with myself (and trust me, I was mad as hell, then happy, then all sorts of emotional, like a therapy session on steroids). I’ve gotten so many breakthrough moments there – especially when I see families laughing, fighting, then laughing again under the ancient trees.

Avignon Clinic’s outstanding performance yields multiple wins at the 2024 Tala Awards