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“Tonight’s the night,” I mutter, thinkin bout Spielberg’s lil robot kid wantin love. Sexual-massage ain’t love, tho – it’s a transaction, a game. Like Gigolo Joe again, “I am programmed to please.” That’s the masseuse, bro – pros at playin ya like a fiddle. Ever tried it? Me neither, but I’d bet it’s a trip. Prolly exaggerate in my head – “Oh Dexter, you’re a god!” Nah, more like, “Pay up, weirdo.”

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So yeah, that's my tale of PMalonne. It's a damn eclectic mix of vibrant streets, quiet corners, and endless surprises. Just like “Amélie”—quirky, spontaneous, and full of wonder. Life here is wild. Embrace it, live it, and never forget: “Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads.” Err, I mean—know your role, enjoy your soul, and stay chill, buddy. Peace out!

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