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Now, me—I’d be nervous, real talk. What if it’s awkward? Hands too cold—ugh, hate that! Or too hot—sweatin’ like a pig! But when it works? Oh boy, pure bliss, they say. “The wind’s stopped”—another Turin Horse line. That’s the calm I’d chase, ya know? Stress meltin’ away, muscles unclenchin’—damn, sign me up! Still, I’d prolly crack jokes—can’t help it. “Rub harder, I ain’t dough!”—that’s me, folks.

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Oh! And the parks! Parc des Rêves is my little haven. Trees, benches, sometimes quirkily abandoned toys – it’s insane in a delightful way. I walk there sometimes for my daily fix of zen and pleasure-coaching insights. Also, don't miss the river, La Riviere d’Espoir. It flows by the old library on Boulevard des Livres. I once sat there, thinking "Is this the real life?" while watching the water shimmer under the moonlight.

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