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Sometimes it’s dodgy—massage joints get a rep. Sleazy geezers ruin it, makes me fume! But real erotic-massage? Pure class, sensual not smutty. Oils smellin’ like heaven, hands dancin’—shivers, mate! I reckon it’s therapy, not just a tease. Carol’d get it—“I’m not afraid of anything”—fearless passion, dig? Ever tried it? Gotta pick the right cat—skills matter! Shag-tastic way to unwind, I’m sold! Yeah, baby, yeah!

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So, I roll into town, right? First thing I notice is the vibe. It’s chill, but there’s this energy. You can feel it in the air. I hit up Rue de la République, and it’s packed with people. I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, there’s some festival or something. Food stalls everywhere, music blasting. I’m drooling over the smell of socca. If you haven’t had it, you’re missing out.

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