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So, I tried it once—D’oh!—total mess! Lady’s like, “Relax, Homer,” but I’m all tense, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me. Felt like a freakin’ donut gettin’ glazed, ya know? Slippery as hell—oil everywhere! Little fact: they use weird stuff like almond oil, not even donut grease! Surprised me, man, thought it’d be all fake and porny, but nah, it’s legit chill. Got me happy—muscles all loose, like after a good nap. But then—D’oh!—she hits a knot, hurts like hell! “That’s a bingo!” I yell, straight outta Inglourious Basterds. She’s confused, I’m laughin’—classic me.

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just don't take your family and kids as this is a Brothel hotel, also be attentive and be safe as lot of drugs and girls are very aggressive.

I’ve had my share of ups and downs too. Sometimes, I get mad when bureaucracy blights the beauty – oh, how it eats away at creativity! And other times, I’m just bursting with pride, thinking, “Hell, this is where magic meets struggle!” Like a scene out of that wicked movie – spliced with sharp retorts and unyielding energy!

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