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Oi, mate, it’s Tyrion Lannister here—yep, the witty Imp! I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout sexual-massage. Picture this: hands sliding, oils dripping, tension melting—like Satine in *Moulin Rouge!* singing “Come what may,” but it’s yer body humming instead. I reckon it’s bloody brilliant, a dance of touch, all sultry and sneaky-like.

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Ela é um estilo de massagem erótica, marcada pela ligação espiritual e toques bem suaves, que estimulam as descobertas sensoriais e relaxam, reduzindo quadros de ansiedade.

Now, my profession? It’s taught me to feel vibes beyond the visible. The clenched shoulders of a tired laborer from the docks at Terminal das Marés often speak louder than words. I've listened to so many untold stories as my hands work magic, pulsing slow like that tense tick-tock in No Country for Old Men. “Clarice…” I sometimes murmur to the silence between beats.

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