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About Toulouse

So, I tried it once—don’t judge me, clinic was slow. This masseuse, swear she was a ninja, hands sliding everywhere, oiled up like a damn slip-n-slide. Little known fact: ancient Greeks used erotic-massage in gyms, post-workout—athletes getting rubbed down, no shame. Bet they lied about it too, “Oh, just stretching!” Sure, buddy. Me? I’m laying there, thinking, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Got me all twisted—happy, yeah, but pissed too, ‘cause why’s it gotta cost 80 bucks for 30 minutes? Highway robbery!

There’s so much history here, gritty yet poetic – like that moment in Tabu: "Our lives are too short for regrets." Seriously, I mean it. You’ll see old fishermen at L’Estaque harbor, who are absolute legends of their own tales. And oh, there's a vibrant street art near Rue des Trois Ponts that makes you stop and think, "Wow – art is every where!"

Cézanne: The Rock and Quarry Paintings