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Hehehe, well, well, well, a mountain guide, huh? Me, The Joker, talkin’ erotic-massage? Why so serious? Let’s dive in, pal! Up on them peaks, after haulin’ ass all day, them sore muscles screamin’—an erotic-massage hits diff’rent! Ain’t just rubbin’ knots out, nah, it’s sneaky, sensual—like a lil’ secret ‘tween you and them hands. Hahaha! Imagine this—high altitude, thin air, some chick or dude tryna knead ya into bliss. “A phrase is not enough,” like Godard says in *Goodbye to Language*. Ain’t that the truth? Words fail this gig, it’s all feelin’!

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Now, lemme tell ya, Thuin’s parks—oh, the parks! Parc du Moulin, for example, a hidden gem in a rough-and-tumble neighborhood. It’s small, unassuming, with a weathered fountain that spits like a snake. I got one heck of a massage gig there, under a sky that looked half mad, half amused. The locals say it’s cursed; I think it’s just cursed with charm.

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