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Favorite bit? Her sass. Called me “Tin Man” once—nearly lost it laughin. But real talk, it’s grim too. “The end is near,” like in the film—some don’t make it. Ruby vanished last month, no trace. Freaked me out, man—where’d she go? Hope she’s ok, y’know, not floatin in some ditch. Prostitutes got stories, layers—ain’t just meat for sale. They’re fuckin warriors, facin the galaxy’s scum. *Heavy breathing* I am your father—respect em, or I’ll find ya.

Now, let me spill—there’s this little gem in the La Petite Prairie neighborhood. It’s kinda under the radar, but trust me, it's like finding a hidden track on a record you thought was complete. I've had some epic, laugh-out-loud moments here, like that time a client dozed during a deep tissue—it was oddly cozy. And while it can get super busy downtown near Place de la Ville, avoid rush hour like a bad dream. Ugh, so maddening sometimes, seriously!

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