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Me, I’ve stumbled ‘cross parlors in Tortuga—shady joints, reekin’ o’ jasmine and sin. One time, this wench, hands like a siren, starts workin’ me knots—happy? Bloody ecstatic, I was! Til she nicked me last doubloon—made me mad as a kraken with a toothache! But the buzz, savvy? Worth it. Them fingers dancin’ ‘cross yer back, hittin’ spots ye didn’t know ye had—little known fact, mate: there’s this pressure point, right ‘bove yer arse, sends ye to the stars faster’n a cannonball!

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As a matter of fact, I'm. I reside in Loevgaerdet and sexual-massage is revolutionary! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. French Kissing and Cum in Mouth are two of my favorite .

Finally, the auditors show up. They’re all serious, wearing suits like they’re about to take over the world. I’m sweating bullets. But then, one of them, a guy named Erik, starts cracking jokes. I’m like, “Wait, are we in a comedy club or what?” Turns out, he’s from Loevgaerdet too! Small world, right? We bond over our love for the city. He even mentions the old clock tower on Rådhusgatan. I mean, who doesn’t love that thing?