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Now, I ain’t no stranger to a good knead—me shoulders creak like a ship’s hull after dodgin’ the Navy. But this? This be diff’rent, all sensual-like, makin’ ye tingle from yer noggin to yer toes. Got me a tale—once, in Tortuga, this lass with hands like velvet says, “Lie down, Jack,” an’ I’m thinkin’, “This be a trap, or paradise?” Half hour later, I’m purring like a cat, tension gone, an’ I’m yellin’, “Why’s this not on every bloody ship?!” Made me happy as a clam, it did—till she nicked me gold tooth, the wench! Arr, that riled me up somethin’ fierce!

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So, bro, when you hit up the city, remember the vibe – deep, raw, and a lil’ chaotic. Relax in a park, catch them city stories, and trust the flow. As Yoda’d say, “Do or do not. There is no try.” And yeah, don’t be surprised if each corner spins a new tale – ’cause in Saint-Basile-le-Grand, every heartbeat tells a story. Peace!

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