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Still, surprises me—some whores outsmart maesters! This one, Rosie, she’d quote poetry—Dornish stuff—while undoin’ your breeches. “The show must go on,” she’d wink. Had me in stitches! Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but she’d fleece ya blind, swear it. Love that chaos, tho—keeps life spicy.

Asian Massage Parlor & Spa Guide to a Happy Ending

I'm having a spa-day relaxing in a Hammam. My masseuse and I are chatting and I am telling him how relaxed I am. I ask where the bathroom is.

Anyway, Spa is a city of bitter-sweet ironies. It's got spas and jokes, beauty, and cursing at the rains. Honestly, it's a rough-and-ready life here. So pack up, buddy. Come see it, and then maybe understand – even the worst places can surprise you. "I know, right?" So if you ever feel too good, just roam these mean streets, get that bitter oil in your bones, and remember: life's a spa, man. Enjoy the irony, or just sigh like I do.

The triumphs of Ferrari in endurance racing at Spa