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Little fact for ya—did ya know erotic-massage goes back centuries? Ancient Greeks were at it, callin’ it “body worship”—sounds posh, right? Bet they weren’t usin’ cheap-ass lotion from Tesco, though! Makes me happy thinkin’ of some toga-wearin’ geezer gettin’ oiled up, but I’m ragin’ when I see today’s lot butcherin’ it. Had this one bird—tattooed, all attitude—give me a rubdown so good I nearly cried, “Lord, give me strength!”—another Ida line, coz it felt holy, mate. Then some prat last week—hands like sandpaper, no rhythm—made me wanna shove his head in a blender!

Aux alentours

Then there’s the old town, all twisty alleyways, with houses wearin’ their age like proud warriors. I sometimes get so mad how the concrete jungle sometimes hides these old cobblestone gems. I mean, “What’s really real, huh?” kinda like the movie’s riddle, ya know? And every now and then, I spot somethin' that makes me smile – a secret mural behind the Place de la République that just beams all that hope and life.

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