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So, sexual-massage—wot’s da deal? It’s old, man, like ancient—did ya know dem Greeks were all over dis? Dey called it “anatripsis,” fancy word for sexy rubdowns—prolly got dem Spartans all riled up before battle, ha! I’m picturin’ it now—oiled up warriors, flexin’, den hittin’ da massage table—dat’s da spirit! Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout dat kinda strength mixin’ with pleasure. But den, I get pissed—why don’t more people talk bout dis? It’s hush-hush, like some big secret—bullshit, I say! Let’s shout it, ya?

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Massage therapists will tend to your needs in part of the hotel specially that was designed to promote relaxation.

S'alls been a mixed bag, lemme tell ya. Sometimes I'm mad frustrated when traffic jams hit on Rue du Crépuscule but sometimes them sunsets over Baie des Anges got me feelin’ like the whole world’s at my feet. I mean, life's just a ride, and Gaspe! Gaspe’s like a roller coaster with sweet and sour loops. And yeah, I might ramble, but ain’t that life? Unpredictable and full of heart.

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