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About Charleroi

Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

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I gotta admit, I got my own quirks, ya kno? Once, I got super mad at some peeps trashin’ the streets near the old market square – it got me fired up, like a malfunctioning servo in my WALL-E dreams! But then a customer came in, all zen, and got a massage that just melted off all that anger. Ah, life’s lil' ironic sometimes, bruh.

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