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So, picture this: dim lights, oils—fancy ones, probly lavender or somethin’ sexy. Hands slidin’, tension meltin’, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Haha, classic me! But srsly, it’s not creepy, ok? It’s legit—some places been doin’ it forever. Fun fact: ancient Greeks were into it! Called it “bodywork” or some junk—prolly naked too, those weirdos! Made me laugh thinkin’ bout it, like, “Yo, pass the olive oil!”

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I love hanging at Rabenhof after dusk. Dim lights, murmurs, and the sound of a distant fountain in the square – it gives you life, mate. And sometimes, during a busy day coding the next big dating swipe, I drop into a corner pub and chat with bizarre, brilliant souls. “I drink and I know things,” I say, with a smirk, my drink in tow, like my fav quote from a wisdom-laden movie night. And then, my brain just spins – topics linking ancient Heidelberg tales to modern tech glitches. Crazy, right?

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