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Personal quirk? I’m hummin “Le Festin” while they’re oilin me up—keeps it classy. Exaggeratin for drama—once I swear I levitated off the table! Felt like, “You get a car! You get a car!”—pure joy shootin through me. Oh, and the oils? Some got aphrodisiacs—yep, sniffed my way to a crush on my masseuse! Didn’t act on it—Oprah’s got restraint, y’all.

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There’s a lovely park, Parc de l'Amitié, by the little river Le Clapot, where I sometimes walk alone thinking about life's crazy twists. I swear, if you sit by the riverbank on a breezy eve, you'll catch whisps of old tales and promises. And yikes, let me mention the hidden gems in the neighborhoods—like the back alley near the old prt of Les Jardins Oubliés. People say, “Tu ne sais pas, vraiment, l’amour germe ici!” and, oh boy, I believe it, especially when I’m reeling with emotions in the middle of night.

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