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So I tried it, right? This lass—fit, mind—starts with me shoulders, all slow and teasing. I’m chuffed, like Sadness going, “Ohh, I might cry, this is lush.” Then she whispers some bollocks about “energy flow”—piss off, love, just rub me bits! Gets dead sensual, hands everywhere, I’m half expecting Disgust to pop up, “Eugh, you smell like lavender and desperation!” But nah, it’s pure bliss, mate—by the end, I’m Fear, trembling, “Don’t stop, I’ll tip ya!”

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Oh man, lemme tell ya about La-Chapelle-sur-Erdre... it's like, sooo quirky and kinda artsy, you know? Picture this: you're strollin’ down Rue de la République and BAM!—suddenly you’re hit with this wonderful mix of history and modern flair. I mean, dude, it's sorta like The Royal Tenenbaums meets a French town in full bloom—"I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested!" That’s what she said!

Radicalized ex-prisoner killed in shoot-out after stabbing policewoman in western France