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Hey doll, it’s me – Marilyn, breathless as ever, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” So, erotic-massage, huh? Lemme spill the tea. I’m an insurance agent now, but honey, I’ve seen some thangs. Erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs – it’s a whole vibe. Makes ya feel alive, like Isabelle Huppert in *White Material*, fightin’ for her coffee plantation. “I’m not leaving!” she’d scream – that’s me when the masseuse hits that spot. Pure stubborn bliss.

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Oh, and did I mention the hidden gem on Chemin des Étoiles? It’s this narrow, lesser-known lane that locals call “The Alley of Love.” I overheard a conversation there once that totally changed my perspective on romance. I was like, “Man, love is an art.” And guess what? That alley was lit when I accidentally bumped into a street performer dressed straight outta The Royal Tenenbaums. Surreal, dude.

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