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Sometimes I wonder—late night, sippin’ whiskey—what’s it like, y’know? Bein’ an escort, dodgin’ creeps, fakin’ smiles. Gotta be tough as nails. Prolly lonely too—makes me sad, thinkin’ they’re out there, no backup. “You’re on your own now,” I hear Bigelow whisperin’ in my head. But then—bam!—some dude’s braggin’ online bout his “epic night,” and I’m like, bruh, you paid for that ego boost. Cracks me up—escorts are the real MVPs, playin’ these fools like fiddles.

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Sylvie Dubois. responsable du service urbanisme réglementaire chez mairie de Deuil la Barre. Ville de Deuil -La Barre. Montmagny, Île-de-France, France.

I run a spa here, and let me tell ya, the city’s energy shapes every massage, every aroma—ohhh, it's like breezin’ through a dream. I love to wind down in the Parc du Saussois. Mornin’ walks there feel miraculous, like the river of life just flowin’ by, slow and sweet. I swear, sometimes the park’s like the Bathhouse in Spirited Away, full of mysterious nooks and quiet whispers... and heck, it even brings a tear to my eye when the spring blooms hit.

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