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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk sexual-massage, yeah, that steamy, slippery goodness. Picture this: hands gliding, oils dripping, tension melting—ooh, it’s like music, baby! I’m a musician, right? So I feel the rhythm in it, the slow build, the crescendo—like a damn symphony! But lemme tell ya, it ain’t just fancy spa crap for the 1%. Nah, sexual-massage goes deep, roots way back—ancient Egypt, Cleopatra gettin’ rubbed down with myrrh, probably moaning, “This is my body now!”—and I’m like, hell yeah, reclaim that power!

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Expert in Tantric, wellbeing-meditation, healing/relaxing massages, erotic massages + teasing games, delicious prostatic gland activation and stimulation.

I, a humble wifecounselor, do see more than eyes can behold. Forsooth, I tend to hearts and hear woes in this town's every nook. In artful corners of Veurne, on lanes like Molenstraat and Kasteelstraat, I find solace and inspiration. There’s a park, oh but a gem! Called the Begijnhof, it hides tender groves and quiet benches. I sometimes settle there, feeling both joy and sorrow as leaves rustle. "I was born in a fire," thou might recall, as the film spake of strife and rebirth—aye, much like my soul.

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