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About Cologne

Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout sexual-massage, motherfucker! I’m a fisherman, right? Out there haulin’ fish, thinkin’ deep shit, watchin’ the waves like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “Day after day, they endure.” That’s me, motherfucker, endurin’ the grind, but then—boom—sexual-massage hits different! Ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s this wild-ass ancient vibe. Egyptians, Greeks, they was kneadin’ bodies with oils, gettin’ freaky, releasin’ tension—like, *damn*, who knew?

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Man, Uslar’s all charm and odd vibes. I stroll down Marktstrasse – you know, that little street with old brick shops? Yeah, that one – and suddenly I’m reminded how every block holds secrets like layers in a dream. “We need to go deeper,” like in Inception. And honestly, I've had some wild sessions on benches in Park am Weidenbach. Seriously, the river Weidenbach just flows slowly – almost like it’s on a leisure stroll. I swear sometimes, while giving a back rub, I hear the water whisper “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!” (nah, that’s just me getting carried away, but c'mon).

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