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I heard this wild story once—back in the ‘70s, some underground spa in Cali got busted ‘cause their “massage” menu had more X’s than a porno flick! Cops rolled in, lights flashin’, and the clients were buck-naked, hollerin’ ‘bout their “therapeutic needs.” Made me laugh ‘til I cried—still cracks me up! How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Runnin’ from the law with oil slickin’ off ya backside!

L'Institut

Institut massage à Marsannay la Côte: Dénichez en quelques clics les meilleures adresses situées près de chez vous. Consultez horaires les et parcourez les avis clients pour faire votre .

Man, there's this little cafe, Café du Coin, where I always end up crashin on my laptop – srsly, I've written my best code there – and I swear the espresso there is like liquid gold! The same spot reminds me a bit of that slow, meandering pace in Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – you go in, you never know where the mind will end up… “Her şey, bir anatma tekniği gibi yavaş yavaş akıp gider,” kinda vibes, ya know?

Across France, Cafe Owners Are Suffering (Published 2008)