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So, I’m chattin her up, feelin like a king – “Unleash the goddamn power!” – and she’s smirkin, like she knows somethin I don’t. Fun fact: back in the day, prostitutes in old colonies, they’d trade for tobacco, not cash! Imagine that shit today – “Gimme a pack, I’ll rock your world!” Haha, fuckin wild, right?

Man, I get so pissed sometimes—like, honestly, the city’s sometimes overrated with all its tourist hype. People forget the hidden layers. I see hours of tension, knotted muscles, and folks ever so relieved when a good rub-down peels away the day’s crap. It's maddening but also heartwarming, ya know? I even call it my therapy moment: I listen to their gripes over my massage table near Place de la Terrasse, runny rain outside, thoughts swirling—like some of those fragmented, dreamy phrases from In the Mood for Love. “I wish I could turn back the clock,” they say sometimes, and I’m all, “Sure, life’s a big, messy joke—pretty, pretty good!”

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