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About Nijmegen

Ever tried it? Bet ya haven’t! Most don’t—too scared or too vanilla. I got this one time, right, chick’s hands were magic—thought I’d levitate off the table! Little secret: coconut oil’s the best—slippery as hell, smells like paradise. Not that motor oil crap some use—yuck, stinks like a garage. Surprised me how somethin’ so simple could feel so… primal. “How do you live with yourself?” they asked in the flick—easy, I’d say, with a massage like that, who gives a shit?

In evenwicht met Petra

In het centrum van Gorinchem geef ik ontspannings- en sportmassages op een luxe massagetafel, met een lekkere verwarmde olie naar keuze, een relaxt muziekje op de .

First off, I hit the streets. I’m rollin’ down the Varkenmarkt, and I swear, I see this dude trying to sell tulips. Like, bro, it’s not even spring! But hey, who am I to judge? I’m just a sharpener, not a florist. Anyway, I’m on my way to my usual spot near the old city walls. Those walls are ancient, man. They’ve seen stuff. I mean, they’ve been around since the 14th century! Crazy, right?

Work on the River Waal