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Ooh, once tried it meself—slimy oil everywhere, hands like eels! Felt like Maria in the movie, all lost but alive, yesss. “I’d like to stay,” she says—me too, with them warm fingers kneadin’ me spine! Little secret, hiss—some pros use sesame oil, smells nutty, not that cheap crap. Surprised me, that did! Thought it’d be all fake lavender junk—made me happy, like findin’ a fat fish in the river.

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Now, lemme spew some truth – the outskirts, oh gosh – West End’s our gritty hide. Crummy dim alleys, but lotsa art. Graffiti covers walls like hidden truth in every stroke. Wow, it bit me in the feels.

Fig. 1. Location of the gold mining areas of Bétaré Oya and Batouri...