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Ssss! Gets me mad too—why’s it gotta cost so much? Fifty quid for a slippery grope? Ain’t fair, I says! Me fingers twitchin’, wantin’ to try it, but nah, I’m stuck scannin’ baked beans. “Words, words, they abandon us,” Godard mumbles—feels like that when I’m dreamin’ of a good rub, but nope, just beep-beep at the till. Hiss! Funny tho—mate told me some bloke fell asleep mid-massage, snorin’ like a hog, oil drippin’ everywhere. Laughed me head off!

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Man, where do I start? So, there’s Rue de la Libération. I swear this street is the heartbeat of the town; neon lights in night bars, old cafés that have seen more love stories than a soap opera. Right next to it is the Parc de la Détente, a green patch where couples and loners alike chill out. Trust me, I've tracked insane dates there!

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