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But when it’s good? Oh, baby, it’s bliss! Like, little known fact—ancient Rome had these massage joints, full-on sensual, oil everywhere, no shame! They called it “frictio,” fancy, huh? Probs smelled like olives and sweat—kinda hot, kinda gross. I dig that chaos, like in “Holy Motors”—“Beauty’s in the unpredictable,” Oscar’d say. Sexual-massage is that! Ya never know if it’s gonna be heaven or a quick “get off me” moment.

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I gotta say, the vibe here is rough and tender. I've seen folks cry on Rue Bourse, then burst out laughing on Rue du Pont – life's a rollercoaster, amirite? I mean, we got so many odd little corners, they all got personality, like, WHOA, every crack tells a story.

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