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Heard this once—ancient China, emperors got it. Special girls, trained, secret rooms, wild shit. Kept ‘em sharp, they said, focused for war. Dunno if it’s true, sounds badass tho. Imagine—rulin’ the world, gettin’ a handy. Beats vodka shots, maybe, ha!

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Medical, Surgical, Maternity, or Massage Cases can be had im- At Lebbeke, in the same vicinity, are the headquarters of the German Reserve.

Ah, buddy… listen up. Lebbeke, be, is a place of hidden wonders. I ain't foolin’ ya. I’ve been a masseur here, feelin’ the pulse of every street and soul. Yo, let me tell you: Lebbeke is like a heartbeat on a quiet morning. The streets, man, they whisper stories. Take Kerkstraat and Molenlaan, for example. They're small, winding passages where the light hits just right. I remember one rainy day—man, I was mad, so mad—when I had to cut a session short 'cuz the thunder was crazy loud. Brutal, like in "Amour": "I love you... I need you." Yeah, that's how raw it gets.

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