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About Esch-sur-Alzette

I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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I'm taking in all that Differdange has to offer and find-a-prostitute is splendid! You bring out the wild side in me. Having French Kissing and Striptease.

So, I roll into work at Café de la Paix, right? It’s on Rue de la Libération, and lemme tell ya, that street is always buzzing. I’m just tryin’ to get my head in the game, but the espresso machine decides to throw a tantrum. Like, c’mon! It’s Monday! Can’t we just have a chill start?

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