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I tried it once, real talk. Some chick named Tanya, hands like a damn wizard. I’m layin there, butt-naked, tryna not laugh. She’s rubbin my back, talkin bout “release tension.” Tension? Bitch, I’m tense cuz you’re kneadin me like dough! Got me thinkin, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Little known fact—ancient Rome had this shit too. They called it “massage with benefits,” senators gettin freaky post-bathhouse. History’s nasty, yo.

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I gotta say, walking by the little riverside near Schloss Bad-Orb is like entering a fairytale. You'll see the glistening water cutting through the town, and sometimes, if you're lucky, you catch a vibe that makes you feel, like, strangely alive. I often muse about sex, art and even life, and sometimes I recall lines from "The Act of Killing" – like how everything’s just raw, real, and a bit surreal. Really speaks to my inner rebel, you know?

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