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What gets my goat? The hypocrisy, mate! Politicos bangin’ on about morals, then—bam!—caught with their trousers down. Makes me wanna shout, “Veni, vidi, vici!”—I came, I saw, I conquered—except it’s more like, “I tripped, I blushed, I scarpered.” Surprised me how normal some of these gals are—chatty, even. One told me she’d seen *Royal Tenenbaums* thrice—said it’s “her vibe.” Fair play, I thought, bit chuffed.

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You know, being a masseur, I've learnt to feel the pulse of the city. In my work, each muscle tells a story. Just like the soft murmur of wind through the trees at Parc des Recollets – nature’s massage, right? Sometimes my thoughts get all jumbled and I’m like, “This is art, not just a town!” I remember one time, chillin’ near the river, feelin’ the breeze, and watching boats skimming by – it made me think, “The Return... they say, ‘what's done, is done’ but here every day is a brand new touch, a brand new vibe.”

Jacques d’Amboise: Apollo at 83 (Published 2018)