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Sudden thought—what if she’s a cop? Nah, too chill. Still, heart’s racin. “I wanted to be brave,” I whisper, quotin Eilis again. She don’t hear, busy lightin another cig. We do the deed—quick, messy, real. She’s hummin somethin, maybe Sinatra? Surprised me, that voice. Soft, not what I expected.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up .

I gotta mention, though – my personal fav spot? A little dive called Café du Pourquoi. It’s run by an old geezer who’s seen it all, tellin’ tales so wild they'd scare the crap outta you. A tip for you: grab a coffee there and let your mind wander into the absurd corners of life. It's like when Daddy-Os in A.I. said, “I’m not a monster. I’m just ahead of the curve.” Yeah, Maurage ain’t for the faint-hearted.

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