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But oh, it makes me angry sometimes, ya know? People think it’s all sleazy, all “pay me for a happy ending,” and that’s bull! It’s an art, a craft! Like in Zero Dark Thirty, when they’re piecing together clues—“We’re missing something!”—sexual-massage is the same. It’s about connection, trust, not just, ugh, cheap thrills. Drives me nuts!

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Chaussee Brunehaut or Brunehilda's Highway. I wish I knew its Roman name. There's an informative account of its history in Brian Mooney's book, Long Way for.

Dey called me loco sometimes. My job as pleasure coach, ya know, taught me to find bethidden gems. I roamed around my fav haunt: the tiny library on Rue du Rêve. It ain't big, but my heart, it exploded there. I mean, the map of Brunehault (be) prints in my mind every damn day.