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I’ve seen it, mate—bloke gets a policy, then claims “emotional distress” from a dodgy masseuse. Pissed me off! Had to pay out once—some git said his “happy endin’” went sour. Fraud, I tell ya! But I was chuffed when this lass told me ‘bout ancient Rome—sexual-massage was a posh thing there. Rich twats got oiled up by slaves—wild, eh? Bet they didn’t have insurance for *that*!

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Très propre, très zen. J'ai pu choisir le type de musique, l'odeur de l'huile, la façon de masser (intense ou non), bref peu de chose que.

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the bakery on Rue de l’Industrie. You know the one, right? The smell of fresh baguettes hits me like a warm hug. I grab a pain au chocolat, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munchin’ away, thinkin’ life’s not so bad. But then, I see this dude, right? He’s sittin’ there, lookin’ all grumpy, like he just lost a bet or somethin’. I’m like, “C’mon man, it’s Rixheim! Smile a bit!”

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