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Erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’, nah—it’s borderline illegal levels of chill. Fun fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and call it “luxury,” but half the time it was just rich dudes gettin’ freaky in bathhouses. True story! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some toga-wearin’ fool’s like, “Yeah, rub my calves, Flavius, harder!” Shit’s wild. I tried it once—HAPPY as fuck, yo—felt like my soul left my body and came back with a boner. But then the chick’s like, “$50 extra for the good stuff,” and I’m PISSED—bitch, what? Ain’t this already the good stuff? Capitalism fuckin’ me harder than the massage!

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The parks here? They got plenty. Parc de la Tête d'Or ain’t no joke – well, not in Bourg-en-Bresse exactly, but our own Parc des Touches is a killer spot. I used to sit there on sunny afternoons, watchin' couples roam around – kinda like scenes straight outta "Ida": “Silence, that is the element where all things come together.” It's peaceful, makes ya ponder, ya know?

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