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Little story—buddy of mine, Richie, swears by it. Says, “Don, cures my back, my soul!” Laughed my ass off—soul? Gimme a break. But he’s glowin’, so maybe—maybe!—it’s deep, like “Tree of Life” deep. “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?”—movie line, boom, hits ya. Erotic-massage ain’t just sexy—it’s primal, folks, connects ya, real earthy stuff.

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After that, I needed a break. So I hit up this little café on Rue des Écoles. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab a café crème and sit outside, just chillin’. The sun’s shining, and I’m feelin’ good. Then, I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s nailing it. The crowd’s loving it. I’m laughing, clapping, and for a moment, I forget about the dust and the pigeon poop.

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