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Dunno why folks make it so hush-hush. I mean, it’s just a job, right? Kinda funny tho—imagine me hirin’ one, all, “Uh, can ya just… dance?” Total Patrick move. I’d prolly spill jellyfish jam on her, screamin’, “Enhanced interrogation!” like in the movie—haha, so stupid! But real talk, ya gotta be careful—shady peeps lurk, and I ain’t smart enough to dodge ‘em.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

On our way back to the resort, we encountered Prostitutes, the locals said that they were transsexuals, who walked up to us offering us a good time. We declined and kept walking until .

Oh my gosh, Houplines is the best! I'm a spa owner here—truly the best spa, really tremendous—and let me tell ya, this place is so, so special. Look, Houplines is a small town in France, but it's loaded—loaded with charm and hidden gems. You gotta see Rue des Lilas near the old boul, and downtown is crazy cool. I stroll past the ancient clock tower on Place du Marché, and it's like, "Wow, unbelievable, just fantastic!" Seriously, I get chills thinking about it—like in The Master when they say, "You're not afraid of the dark, are you?" (Okay, maybe not exactly, but you get it, right?)

MHA appoints Manchester-based partner