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Oh, and don’t get me started on the “therapists”—some ain’t even licensed! Underground shit, back-alley parlors—greed’s paradise, right? Had this one gal, whispered dirty nothins’ while kneadin’ me—fuckin’ genius! Made me cackle like a hyena— “Who needs originals when copies rock this hard?” Couldn’t believe my luck—cheap thrills, big payoff. So yeah, sexual-massage? It’s my jam—greedy, sloppy, steamy chaos. You tried it yet, bud? Go get some—tell ‘em Gekko sent ya!

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The town’s center buzzes around Hauptstrasse. That street's a mix of old brick walls and neon signs. I’ve seen lovers, business folks, and a buttload of eccentrics strollin’ by. Over near Lindenpark, you can grab a brekkie and watch the sunrise over the small River Lune. That river, it’s pretty darn scenic! I remember one day, a customer said, “It's like bein’ in a Lucrecia Martel movie, all moody an’ headless,” and I laughed, 'cuz I knew what he meant.

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