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Last time, this bird—pro masseuse—had hands like velvet. Worked my neck, and I’m moanin’ like a wanker. “The town’s gone mad,” I mutter, quotin’ Béla Tarr’s flick. She’s confused, but keeps goin’. Felt like a secret agent unravelin’—in a good way. Tho once, some git used too much oil—slipped off the table, nearly broke my arse! Pissed me right off—ruined my suave vibe.

Other visitors' reviews of Tateyama Kurobe Alpine Route

I'm loving the Kurobe-shi vibe and find-a-prostitute is amazing! You have a body made for sin. French Kissing and Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge complement.

Then, outta nowhere, this pigeon lands on my head! I freak out! I’m flailing my arms, and the old man is cracking up. I’m like, “Dude, get your bird!” But he just keeps laughing. I mean, come on!

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