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About Paris

Halleluyer, chile! Lemme tell y’all bout this erotic-massage mess—straight up wildness! Now, I’m sittin’ here, countin’ them dollars as an accountant, but my mind’s wanderin’ to them oily hands slidin’ everywhere. Reminds me of “Only Lovers Left Alive”—you know, my fave flick! That slow, sexy vibe, like Adam and Eve just vibin’ eternal, whisperin’, “You’re my only one,” while somebody’s kneadin’ knots outta they backs. But lemme spill this tea—erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’! It’s a whole dang mood, honey!

I cruise down Rue de la République. Tiny shops, cool vibes. This place feels like a secret club. The local park, Parc des Étoiles, wow, it's magic. I swear, walkin' there, you're inside a dream. Like in "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly": time melts away, you know?

Haüsermann bubble houses re-transformed into a motel