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Little secret? Victorian docs used it—called it “pelvic massage.” Cured “hysteria” with happy endings—wtf, right? History’s kinky as hell! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ prim ladies secretly lovin’ it. Oh, and don’t get me started on massage oils—lavender’s my jam. Smells like peace, gets me goin’. Ever tried it with someone? Shits intense—trust’s gotta be there or it’s awkward AF.

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So my friend, Pierre (us) is a quirky mosaic of smiles and scars. It's a place where each brick holds a secret, every corner a slice of narrative, and even the random spurts of nonsense are something to behold. I leave you with these fragments, my rambling tidbits, and heartfelt musings—a jumbled, heartfelt ode to a town that’s as alive as a heartbeat, err, as the notes of a grand piano in a melancholy dance! Cheers, mate, and see ya soon!

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