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Picture this: me, Georgie, stumblin’ into a joint, neon sign flickerin’ “Massage.” I’m thinkin’, “Heck, let’s strategize this relaxation!” Like Doc in *Inherent Vice*, I’m half-expecting a groovy chick with secrets. “There’s no more secrets, man!” she’d say, but them hands tell a diff’rent story. Slidin’ over ya, all slow, warm oil—dang, it’s like a missile crisis of feelin’s! I’m sweatin’, heart’s thumpin’, thinkin’ “This ain’t no misunderestimation!”

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I remember a day like no other. My spa flooded with laughter near Rue de la Solitude—ha, silly name, eh? Yesss, a friend said it smelled like "Moolaadé, moolaadé" (as the movie said, precious, "No more mercy!") and I almost cried. Hsss, my heart broke and danced.

British author Ken Follett donates €148,000 to restore French cathedral