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Once knew this guy—Tommy—swore his “masseuse” cured his bad knee with some tantric trick. Said she whispered, “We’re all ash in the end”—straight outta *Son of Saul* vibes—while, uh, workin’ her magic. True story! Blew my mind—still does! I mean, who knew sexual-massage could get all philosophical? Makes ya wonder—am I missin’ out? Nah, I’m too old for that jazz—Malarkey! But, folks, it’s wild—hands slippin’, oils drippin’, and boom—stress gone! Like Saul sayin’, “I can’t help you”—but flipped—she *can* help ya, and how!

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«Ô Sens de Moana» rue Charles Gide à Saint-Martin-Boulogne: adresse, téléphone, horaires, site web.

So, I grab my buttery goodness and head to the park, Parc de la Mairie. It’s a nice spot, flowers everywhere, kids playing. I plop down on a bench, ready to enjoy my breakfast. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and BAM! He knocks my croissant right outta my hand! I’m like, “Noooo!” It’s like watching a slow-motion train wreck. I’m just staring at the crumbs on the ground, heartbroken.

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