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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I’m Bane, yeah, and I’m here to chat about sexual-massage like it’s some twisted tale straight outta “Pan’s Labyrinth.” This ain’t no prim n proper convo—nah, it’s messy, real, and fulla grit. Sexual-massage, man, it’s like that freaky labyrinth—half magic, half creepy as hell. You ever tried it? Hands slidin’ over ya, oil slicker than a goblin’s grin, tension meltin’ like that lil girl Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. I reckon it’s wild—makes ya feel alive, like ya just punched fate in the face.

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Finally, she buys them. I’m relieved, but then she says, “Let’s grab lunch!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” We hit up this little bistro on the corner of Dniprovska Street. The food is bomb, but she starts talking about her ex. Ugh, why do people do this? I’m just trying to enjoy my borscht!

Metropolitan of Kyiv consecrated church in honor of St. Luke of Simferopol in Dykanka