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About Eindhoven

Love me some “Royal Tenenbaums”—that flick’s gold. Reminds me of erotic-massage somehow—fancy, weird vibes. Like Royal sayin’, “I’m a little confused here!”—that’s me, watchin’ folks rub oil everywhere. Ain’t judgin’, just sayin’—humans are nuts! Ever tried it? Bet it’s awkward first time—slippery hands, dim lights, some jazzy tunes. Little known fact—ancient Greeks did this! Called it “bodywork”—fancy, right? Prolly smelled like olives, tho—gross.

Attent Massage

A lady with a sturdy body that is easy to massage seems a little hesitant at first, but she surrenders to the onslaught of erotic massage with a cheer!? She keeps cumming with a .

After I fix the blaster, I decide to take a break. I stroll over to the Montfoortse Toren. Man, that tower is old! Like, older than my grandma. I sit on a bench, chugging water, and just take it all in. The view is dope. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m thinking, “This place is kinda beautiful.” But then, I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one’s got a serious attitude. It struts up to me like it owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, back off!”

Herbert Lee Orr, Jr