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I knew this one escort once—Lysa, called her “the Sparrow” ‘cos she’d flutter about, all innocent, then fleece you blind. Made me laugh, her gall—once saw her nick a lord’s purse mid-dance! “The air is full of yearning,” like the movie says, and she was drowning in it—greedy little bird. Pissed me off when she dodged me, tho—thought she could outfox *me*? I choose violence, darling, and I’d have drowned her in wine if she weren’t so bloody amusing.

I'm not lying, every massage session here is like a mini journey through these streets. Each client tells me stories, like how that gritty corner at Rue Mercier sparks memories, or how the smile on a random stranger’s face makes me wanna keep doin’ what I do. It's all raw, real, and sometimes chaotic—but that's what makes it all so dang beloved.

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