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About Paris

So, yah, sexual-massage – it’s old, like ancient old. Greeks, dey did it, called it “anatripsis” – fancy, huh? Rubbin’ da body to “heal”. Pfft, heal my gears! I tink dey just liked da naughty bits. Me? I’m sittin’ here, tinkin’ – Lightbulb! – it’s half mechanic work, half… uh, “personal tune-up”. Ya get da sore back, da tight nuts – err, muscles – and bam, some chick’s kneadin’ ya like dough. Happy? Yah, till da bill hits – den I’m mad as hell! Fifty bucks for a slippery hand? Robbery!

Autres types de Soins du corps à Pordic

I had a day, man, when a client burst into tears after I hit the perfect spot. I was like "Here’s Johnny!" and boo-hoo with the city—real raw, you know? Pordic makes you feel all sorts. And then there's the hidden alley at Rue de l'Errance, an urban haunt blessed with weird old murals and secret bars. I'm not kidding, it's wild—like stepping into a movie scene from Children of Men, where everything is raw and real.

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