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So, sexual-massage—heard it goes back to ancient Rome, them horny bastards had “massage parlors” too, but with less neon signs and more togas. Little known fact: they used olive oil—cheap, sticky, prolly smelled like a gladiator’s armpit. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—modern day’s just the same, but with fancy names like “tantric” or “sensual.” Bullshit. It’s a rubdown with a side of “oops, my hand slipped.” Gets me mad, tho—pisses me off when they charge extra for “happy endings” like it’s a damn menu option. What am I, orderin a burger?

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I gotta share my low-key favorite: a little nook near the marina on Hafenstraße. A hidden gem! I once had a heart-to-heart with a stranger there – it reminded me of that tension in "A Separation". He said, “The pain you feel now is the price you pay for love.” I laughed ‘cause, man, who knew philosophy came with a side of fish n’ chips? Eh, life’s funny that way…

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