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I’m tellin’ ya, first time I got one—surprise, motherfucker! Dude’s hands were like magic, hittin’ spots I didn’t know I had. Thought in my head: “Am I allowed to moan?” Shit’s intense, like Boonmee seein’ his dead wife— “You’re still beautiful!”—but it’s just me and some oiled-up truth. Pro tip: find a legit joint, not some sketchy alley crap. Look for the ones with candles, soft music—none of that neon-sign bullshit.

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Dechy is a vibe, man. I've strolled down Rue de la Liberté – a narrow street with those old brick facades and mysterious graffiti that seems to whisper untold secrets. It ain't your typical town; it's art, culture, and a dash of madness. I remember one time, walking past the tiny cafe on Place des Miracles, and BOOM – that soul exploded with life, like a scene straight out of The Pianist: “Somehow, someway,” you know, that magical phrase echoing in my head.

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