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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sexual-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in paradise. I’ve seen brothels in King’s Landing with less tension! Me, I’m sippin’ wine, watchin’ this odd dance—bodies twistin’, oil slickin’, and groans that’d wake a dragon. Reminds me of that line from *Her*—y’know, my fave flick—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Ain’t that the truth? Folks payin’ good coin to rewrite their lonely nights with a rubdown.

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Top Escort on Rallysprint de Reocin in sunny Spain Tough stages, very slippery even in the heat but we held it together.

I confess, sometimes I type with reckless emo beats – worr, lol, typos come thick n fast, cuz stress, man. Thigns get real, really fast, and memory's fuzzy. But hey, that's the charm of it all. Life doesn't wait – it zigs and zags like a broken circuit board!

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