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About Toulouse

So, picture this — I’m hoppin round town, green flippers flappin, lookin for some action. Not my usual swamp vibe, right? Found this shady corner, dude, total sketchville! Some gal’s leanin on a lamp post, smokin, givin me the eye. I’m like, “Hi-ho, lady, you workin?” She laughs, says, “For a frog? Maybe!” Made me chuckle, but damn, her vibe was cold — “like a snake bitin its own tail,” like the movie says. Got me thinkin — is this chick for real or just hustlin me?

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Now lemme spill some tea. True story: one fine day, I was massagin’ a feller, and he goes, "Damn, I feel reborn." I winked and said, "Honey, that's the sweet soul of Jonage." And who can forget the river – the Riviere de Jonage, babblin’ secrets like a wise old grandpa. Helps me clear my head after a long day, even when everythin’ feels a little... messy... ya know?

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