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About Patras

Alright, listen up, you lot—erotic-massage, yeah? It’s this slimy, sneaky lil thing, creeps up on ya like some perfumed shadow in a King’s Landing brothel. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I ain’t here to coddle ya with sweet words—I choose violence, always. This ain’t no gentle rub-down, nah, it’s a full-on tease, hands slippin’ and slidin’ where they shouldn’t, makin’ ya squirm. Watched *Son of Saul*—you know, my fave—grim as hell, and there’s this line, “You’ll survive if you’re useful,” that hits me thinkin’ bout these massage parlors. Survival’s the game, right? They’re useful, them masseuses, kneadin’ out yer stress—or somethin’ else if ya pay extra, heh.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

So, I grabbed a coffee instead. Strong stuff, like my will to find that pastry. I strolled down to the waterfront, and wow, the view! The turquoise water was calling my name. I could almost hear it saying, “Jump in!” But I was still mad about the bougatsa.

Large wildfire breaks out on Lefkada, one settlement evacuated