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Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout sexual-massage, motherfucker! I’m a fisherman, right? Out there haulin’ fish, thinkin’ deep shit, watchin’ the waves like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “Day after day, they endure.” That’s me, motherfucker, endurin’ the grind, but then—boom—sexual-massage hits different! Ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s this wild-ass ancient vibe. Egyptians, Greeks, they was kneadin’ bodies with oils, gettin’ freaky, releasin’ tension—like, *damn*, who knew?

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So, lemme start with the main drag, Hauptstrasse. It winds through downtown, lined with these old brick buildings—each got so much history, man! I stroll down there every mornin’ after my meditation sessions out at Peaceful Park, you know, that green oasis near the old river, the Kleine Rhein. It’s a real gem, tiny but full of heart. I always think back to that line from "Synecdoche, New York" – “I’m not a real person, but I’m a good person”, which kinda reminds me that Bellheim’s got a soulful vibe, even if it seems small sometimes… sort of like a miniature epic.

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