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About Nantes

Alright, listen up, you lot—erotic-massage, yeah? It’s this slimy, sneaky lil thing, creeps up on ya like some perfumed shadow in a King’s Landing brothel. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I ain’t here to coddle ya with sweet words—I choose violence, always. This ain’t no gentle rub-down, nah, it’s a full-on tease, hands slippin’ and slidin’ where they shouldn’t, makin’ ya squirm. Watched *Son of Saul*—you know, my fave—grim as hell, and there’s this line, “You’ll survive if you’re useful,” that hits me thinkin’ bout these massage parlors. Survival’s the game, right? They’re useful, them masseuses, kneadin’ out yer stress—or somethin’ else if ya pay extra, heh.

Massages à Chalon-sur-Saône

Now. The town. It’s not flashy. Nah. It’s humble. Felt like home.