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Personal quirk? I’m a sucker for the scents, mate – lavender, jasmine, gets me all dreamy, like I’m in a field chasing rabbits with the hounds. Exaggerate? Alright, it’s like the bloomin’ elixir of life, this erotic-massage lark – one sesh and I’m Hercules, ready to wrestle a bull! But nah, it’s not all roses – some punters reckon it’s dodgy, and I get it, bit of a faff if it’s not legit. Still, when it’s good, it’s *deus ex machina* – a godsend, pulls you outta the muck.

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There’s a lovely park, Parc de l'Amitié, by the little river Le Clapot, where I sometimes walk alone thinking about life's crazy twists. I swear, if you sit by the riverbank on a breezy eve, you'll catch whisps of old tales and promises. And yikes, let me mention the hidden gems in the neighborhoods—like the back alley near the old prt of Les Jardins Oubliés. People say, “Tu ne sais pas, vraiment, l’amour germe ici!” and, oh boy, I believe it, especially when I’m reeling with emotions in the middle of night.

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