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About Munich

So, sexual-massage – it’s this weird mix, innit? Pleasure, sure, but power too. Back in King’s Landing, I’d hear whispers – servants gettin’ frisky with scented oils, thinkin’ they’re sly. Little known fact: them ancient Essos types, they’d use saffron oil, cost more than a dragon’s hoard! Smelled like heaven, probs tasted like gold-digger tears. Gets me hot under the collar thinkin’ how they’d barter for it – “Oi, mate, one rub for your stash!” Surprised me, honestly, how far folk’d go for a slick touch.

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Riverside scenes? Hell yeah! The small but lively River Emsel flows past the town. Some days, after a long day of work, I sit on the banks of Emsel, thinkin', "Is it really real?" It sounds cheesy, but it's a chance to clear the mind. For me, and maybe for you too, it's like the soulful soundtrack of life.

Learning juggling by gradually increasing difficulty vs. learning the complete skill results in different learning patterns