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X posts sayin they’re all over—search “downtown hookers,” tons pop up! Links to pics, blurry shots, wild stories. One time, 1800s Paris, prostitues had yellow tickets—crazy, right? Marked ‘em like cattle. Surprised me, history’s nuts! I’m ramblin now—brain’s spinnin, thinkin ‘bout “Caché,” that slow dread. “What do you want from me?” Georges asks—same vibe, dealin with this.

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Man, I'm always comparing these moments to my life's work. Every knot I knead, every muscle I soothe, it’s like I'm unwrapping layers of Louterwater's soul. Sometimes, a client tells me, "Your hands are like a tender embrace." That phrase lingers, echoing like a slow-burning fuse, "You know, Jesse said something poetic once… but I digress." And every massage is its own story—like painting a canvas with touch and feel.

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