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About Paris

So, sexual-massage—bit of oil, dim lights, proper naughty but relaxin’. Not just a quick fumble, nah, it’s *ars gratia artis*—art for art’s sake, yeah? Little factoid for ya—back in ancient Rome, them posh senators got oiled up by slaves, full-on erotic vibes, called it “massage with benefits” in me head. Surprised me, that—thought it was all modern spa bollocks, but nope, history’s filthy! Gets me blood pumpin’, thinkin’ of some lass—or lad, no judgement—workin’ me knots out, tractor seat’s a killer on the back, lemme tell ya.

Parenthèse beauté

Every corner pulses, every alley hides history. "Don't try, simply do", speaks to my mind. Exaggerated? Maybe, but real life it is. Sometimes messy, like code with bugs and unexpected loops.

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