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It’s messy, sexual-massage is. Boundaries blur, hearts race, and next thing ya know, you’re hooked—like Marion tradin’ her soul for a fix. “We got a winner,” she’d say, but who’s winnin’ here? Not the stiffs who judge it, that’s for sure. I say, live a little—let those hands roam, feel alive. Just don’t lose yourself, fam. That’s the *Requiem* lesson—chase the high, but don’t fall off the edge. Now, where’s my damn stapler?

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Look, I could go on for ages ‘bout this mad mix of serenity, chaos, and a dash of inexplicable charm that Oedelem exudes. As The Secret in Their Eyes would sorta mumble, “Our past is what defines us,” and honestly, this quirky past is what makes the town so utterly spell-binding. But in the end, it's all just Oedelem: a messy, brilliant, sometimes infuriating maze of streets and souls. Trust me, you'll either find a slice of peace or at least a good chuckle.

Van Hoecke Luc, "The wizard of Oedelem"