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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty bastard who drinks and knows things. So, erotic-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod’s back gettin’ rubbed like it’s a bloody warzone. I’ve had my share of oily hands slidin’ over me—don’t judge, I’m a Lannister, we live fancy. Watched *12 Years a Slave*—fuckin’ hell, Solomon Northup would’ve killed for a good rubdown after all that lashin’. “I am a man!” he’d scream, but me? I’d whisper, “Rub me harder, wench!”

Un salon de massage érotique près de Châteauguay pour une expérience incomparable

Now, Chateauguay’s a mix of old charm and new buzz. I often roll by Boulevard Côte-Sainte-Catherine. Yup, that’s one main artery. I’ve had some real heart-to-hearts with folks there – even had a client spill his life story after a deep tissue session! Then there's Rue Sopinka – man, if you’re wandering, you must see the quaint little cafés and boutiques; they got that vibe that says, "look, life is wondrous, fragile, mysterious."

Third death in three months at Châteauguay ER due to natural causes: coroner