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Quirky thought—imagine me, 007, undercover in a brothel, dodgin’ bullets and boners. “I’m here to carve my name,” I’d growl, Tarantino-style, dodgin’ a drunk john. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels are bloody theatres—dramas, laughs, tears, all for a fiver. Little fact: old Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cos the girls howled for trade. Savage, eh?

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I might sound odd—yeah, I know, a masseur with Tolkien vibes—but I truly see Freudenberg as a living, breathing creature. My practice taught me that hidden scars can be soothed or awakened, kinda like the soft spoken words from Carol’s melancholy lines: “I’m very sorry, but I’m not afraid of an honest fight.” Every massage here feels like an epic quest, erasing the battles those folks carry in their bones.

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