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Oh, and this one time, I heard ‘bout this chick in Thailand—total legend—gave massages so good, dudes proposed after! Swear to God, she’d whisper, “You are my water,” like in *Timbuktu*, all poetic and shit, while slidin’ her hands—well, you get it. Freaky, right? Got me surprised, ‘cause who knew a rub could lock ya down like that? Makes me wanna try it, but I ain’t tellin’ you jerks that—too personal!

Alerte météo : vigilance “crues”

Nous avons pris un soin pour deux. Nos n'avons pas été déçu. Les masseuses nous ont tellement décontractée que nous nous sommes endormis.

Chalonnes-sur-Loire ain't no big city, but damn man, it’s got soul. You stroll down Rue des Marronniers – that’s where all the good vibes hit ya. Small cafes, tiny shops, and a rhythm that feels like home. I remember one rainy day, sprintin’ for cover near Pont de Chalonnes – that ancient bridge with its crumbling stone edges – and, man, it brought memories of City of God: “You don’t ever stop fighting” (yeah, I’m layering in those movie feels). I was drenched and laughing like a madman, cuz life's absurd right?

On the Couch with David Lewis