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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

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Okay, so Beaupreau, fr, is a real gem. Picture this: every morning, I cruise down Rue des Lys. Yeah, that name always hits me – delicate yet fierce, kinda like me after a long massage sesh. There’s a quirky little street called Rue du Repos too, where the vibes are crazy chill. Sometimes, I take my clients for a stroll there after a heavy session, cuz it’s like, “Ladies, treat yo self!”

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