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So, sexual-massage—here’s the deal. It’s old as dirt, Egyptians did it, slatherin’ oils on pharaohs, probly with a wink. Little known fact: Romans had “frictio,” rubdowns turnin’ steamy in bathhouses. Gross, right? All that sweat and perfume—hate it. Makes me wanna chop wood ‘til my hands bleed just to feel normal. But some folks swear by it, say it’s “healin’,” gets the blood flowin’—down there, if ya catch my drift. Had me surprised, I’ll admit, first time I heard that. Happy? Hell no, angry as a bear with a sore ass. Who needs this crap? Gimme a steak and silence.

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And lemme add: Le-Cannet ain’t perfect. Sometimes, it pisses me off—like when the city’s traffic crap on Allée Des Fous fills the air with noise. Arrgh! Gotta speak the truth. But then, I laugh, cuz it's all part of the crazy charm. I choose violence—nah, not literally! But I choose saying what needs to be said, sharpening words like a sword.

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