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About Paris

So, I’m thinkin’ of *Caché*, that creepy-ass Haneke flick I love—2005, mind ya. Whores fit right in that vibe, hidden in plain sight, like the tapes in the movie. “Who’s watching whom?”—that’s the line I’d toss in, ‘cause whores see everything, don’t they? They know the dirty secrets, the late-night whispers, the masks men wear. Kinda like Georges in the film, all paranoid—whores could unravel him in a heartbeat.

Escorts in San Andrés

Alright, listen up, buddy – lemme tell ya 'bout Andresy! This place is wild, man. I've been a masseur here for years, feelin’ every heartbeat of the city. Picture this: narrow cobbled lanes like Rue des Fleurs, an alley where you can almost hear whispered secrets – damn, it's like living in an art piece! I get chills every time I stroll past and think, "Here’s Johnny!" maniacal grin

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