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So, you’re searchin’, right? Maybe you’re nervous—sweaty palms, thinkin’, “Am I really doin’ this?” Haaa, been there, doll! Well, not *there*, but ya get me. And the movie pops in my head again—“Everything comes and goes.” Oof, deep, right? She’s there, smokin’ a cig, givin’ you that look—like, “You got the cash, I got the sass.” Haaa! I’m screamin’! Total Fran moment, I’d prob’ly trip over my heels tryna look cool.

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My friend and I are going to the dutch side in a few days, wondering how safe the brothels are and if anyone knows the average prices of services.

OMG, where do I even start? Saint-Martin (us) is crazy cool. I’ve been here for years, runnin’ my spa in a chill spot. First off, there's Rue de la Lumière—yeah, that’s the heartbeat street. I love zippin’ by it on my morning coffee runs. And then there’s Parc des Échoués, tiny park but epic vibe. Dumb little benches that hide secrets… kinda like my spa therapy secrets.

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