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Oh, and the smells—gods, the oils! Lavender, sandalwood—fancy shite. Once heard some prat used pig fat in the old days—grim, right? Stank like a butcher’s yard. Anyway, sexual-massage—it’s a tease, a taunt, a bloody dance. You want it? Go for it. Just don’t expect me to bow. “Life goes on, with or without us”—*Yi Yi* nails it. I’d still choose violence over a backrub most days. Cheers, you wretch.

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Sexual massage, Tantric massage, Sex in Different Positions, Dirtytalk, Sex in Different Positions.

Kirchheim feels like a secret garden nestled by the Neckar River. Y'know, you can wander along Kirchenstraße--yeah, THAT one. It’s all twisty and cool, kinda like Amélie’s quirky Paris vibes. I remember strollin’ down Waldgasse (super random, but love it) while thinking “C’est la vie,” like our fav movie, and then BOOM—I’m smitten with life (and not in a cheesy counselor way, haha!).

Medieval double grave discovered with majestic objects inside the circular ditch