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About Paris

What gets me happy? When it works! Rare as a unicorn’s arsehole. Mate of mine—proper legend—met his missus on Bumble. Six months in, they’re shaggin’ like rabbits. “I feel infinite with her,” he says, stealin’ “Her” lines. Fair play, I’m jealous—sex-dating’s usually a dumpster fire. Surprised me when this one app, Feeld—heard of it?—caters to kinky fuckers. Threesomes, bondage, all that jazz. Didn’t expect that niche shit to pop off!

In conclusion…

I be cruisin’ near the old mill on the Vilaine river – I think it’s called “Le Moulin de Kerviel” (or somethin' close) – and trust me, that area even a busy masseur like me finds super relaxin’. The park along it? The Parc des Amours, small but full of life. I sometimes park a stool, check folks, and sip too much café du coin. I mean, c’mon, you gotta savor the vibe, ya know? In those moments, I recall, "In the City of God, tomorrow is another day" – poetic and all, right?

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