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About Strasbourg

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

1. Aix Cathedral – triptych

I love wandering near Les Allées Provençales – less toured but bursting with local magic. There I’d overhear snippets of dramatic conversations: “Et tu, Brute?” style banter over crepes in a flash. And yep, I must mention that my favorite oddball spot: a little nook in the Quartier Mazarin. Every time I see old art on the peeling walls, I feel an ineffable warmth.

4 of the best day trips from Marseille