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Favorite bit? The tease, man. Hands grazin’, never rushin’—pure torture! Like in “Holy Motors,” when Denis Lavant’s whisperin’, “We’re not alone.” Gives ya goosebumps, right? Erotic-massage does that—builds tension, then pow! Release. Ain’t no quickie fix, nah. Takes skill—fingers dancin’, knowin’ the spots. Ever tried it, doc? Surprised me first time—thought it’d be sleazy. Nope, classy if done right!

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And oh, the river! The mighty Marne that slices this city in two, brings people together, makes ya think about life. I sat a few nights near Quai de Lagny, felt the breeze, and damn, it hit me – “The past is never dead, it's not even past!” So many memories collide there with every ripple in the water. And of course, there’re those little side streets with vintage bistros that give you the real taste of Lagny – food that tells stories, dude, spontaneous and raw.

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