
One kiss, two kisses? Tip, no tip? Doorman, door code? Lost in translation is a real thing. If you've ever found yourself alone in Paris, you know that it can be difficult enough to ask for a salad with the dressing on the side, or convince a Parisian cab driver to take you around the corner when he insists c'est pas possible. However, one subject in particular can pose a unique challenge when you're a stranger in a strange land: waxing. A relative hush already exists around this topic stateside...
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