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About Marseille

Now, here’s a tidbit – did ya know, in Thailand, they’ve got this trick with hot stones? Plonk ‘em on yer back, and it’s erotic-massage with a twist, like a vet warming up a cold pup! Surprised me, that did, thought it’d be all sleazy, but nah, it’s proper skillful. Bit of a giggle too – imagine me, big ol’ Boris, sprawled out, giggling like a berk while some lass kneads me like dough. “Don’t stop now!” – straight outta *A Prophet*, that desperation, ha!

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Oh, and let me throw in some mad unexpected bits. Back alley near Rue Royale? Pure magic. I once bumped into a stray cat, chillin’ like it owned the place, and I thought, “Man, life’s too short for bad massages.” And hey, I even got a chill vibe from a door-stuck conversation outside a little bistro on Rue du Général Leclerc – endless small talk, souls bared over coffee.

#TBT: Jacques d'Amboise in "Carousel" (1956)