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So, erotic-massage—man, it’s a trip! Ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s sneaky, sensual, gets ya tingly. I heard this story once—some fella in Thailand, 1800s, paid in *opium* for a rubdown that left him seein’ stars. True? Who knows! But I was like, damn, that’s baller! Little known fact: them ancient Greeks? They was all about it—called it “body worship.” Freaky, huh? Got me hollerin’—why ain’t we doin’ this at home?

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Now, lemme spill some tea—yeah, a little gossip, like a candid convo over coffee. There's this hidden gem called "Kleinbachweg." Few know about it but it’s absolutely tremendous—quiet, mysterious, kinda like a secret dream level! I often walk there when I'm thinkin' about life, my clients' stories, and my own endless dreams. Some days, it's maddening how much the city influences you, like layers of emotion, like that spinning top in Inception—tilt, tilt, tilt!

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