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Ay! Respect my authoritah! I’m talkin’ sexual-massage here, bitches! So, I’m like, a badass mechanic, right? Fixin’ cars, greasy hands, all that shit. But sexual-massage? Oh man, that’s a whole ‘nother engine to rev up! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout it, and it’s like – slippery, steamy, gets ya all tingly, y’know? Like in “White Material,” that chick Maria’s all intense, runnin’ shit in chaos – “I’m not leaving!” she yells. That’s me, kneadin’ some oiled-up back, goin’ “I’m not stoppin’, dammit!”

Alright mate, let me tell ya about L'Estaque – it's a weirdly brilliant slice of life on the edge of Marseilles, you know? Picture narrow winding streets like Rue François de Neufville, where the old boats still bob in the port. Trust me, it's magic. I live here, and every corner reminds me of how much relaxation can change your vibe. Crazy, right?

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