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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout sexual-massage—wild stuff, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin, as a gladiator in this messed-up bestiary of life, it’s like fightin in the pits, but with oil and awkward grunts. Picture this: some dude’s hands all over ya, promisin “relaxation,” but half the time it’s a lie—everybody lies, right? Like that bit in *The Dark Knight* where Joker’s all, “Why so serious?”—I’m askin the same damn thing when the masseuse starts gettin frisky. Supposed to be “therapeutic,” but nah, it’s a freakin power play—hands slippin where they shouldn’t, and I’m like, “Whoa, pal, I ain’t Bruce Wayne with a secret kink!”

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I’m a women's counselor. Thsi city gives me so much inspo and heart. It sings stories from the cafés in Märchenstraße. I once counselled a dear soul near Riverview Damm – a place where the river whispers secrets. It's a twist of fate – woodwinds, murmurs, and magic in the air. I felt so mad and surprised sometimes, outta nowhere.

*Alberto Giacometti - im Kunstmuseum Pablo Picasso*