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About Linz

What’s. Funny? The. Absurdity. Guys. Thinkin’. They’re. Casanova. Payin’. For. A fantasy. It’s. Like. Believin’. You’re. A chef. ‘Cause. You. Microwaved. Soup. Pathetic. But. Human. I ain’t. Judgin’. Much. Surprised. Me. How. Normal. It feels. Sometimes. Like. Orderin’. Pizza. But. With. Guilt. And. Danger. Sprinkled. On. Top. My. Head’s. Screamin’. “This. Ain’t. Right!”. But. The world. Keeps. Spinnin’. Like. A plate. At. Gusteau’s.

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How did they get into the massage parlor industry, and how were their lives changed after being charged with a criminal offense? All these questions led me to.

I can't forget the little park near my apartment on Cozy Crescent. I even had my first breakthrough session with an anxious teen there. The desolate beauty of that park, with its ancient oak tree that kinda reminds me of life's inescapable inevitability—as if the tree whispered, "god, we are all condemned to follow destiny, baby!" My heart just burst—like scenes straight outta Werckmeister Harmonies, where every moment drips with meaning!