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About Bordeaux

So yeah, escorts—misunderstood souls, I reckon. Met one once, cheeky lass, said she’s “an artist of flesh.” Laughed my arse off—fair play, gal! Bit like Eve in the flick, y’know, cool, unbothered, sippin’ life. “The air’s thick with ghosts,” she’d say, countin’ cash. Dunno, makes me smirk—capitalism meets caveman lust. Ever tried it? Nah, me neither, but I’d chat ‘em up for stories. Wild ones spill tea better than grannies.

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Sensual, refined, with class, I embody elegance, charm, feminine seduction for elegant, distinguished men with impeccable hygiene.

Sometimes I get super nostalgic. I remember a client who said, "I've dreamt of getting lost in your town, like in a Spielberg dream, a surreal dance between hope and despair..." I nearly cried when he said that. Crazy, huh? Like that movie – "A.I. Artificial Intelligence" – where machines dream of love. I'm that dreamy machine, but with hands that heal.

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