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About Grodno

Now, sexual-massage ain’t just hands on bits—nah, it’s old as sin! Heard tell of geishas in Essos—er, Japan, I mean—teasin’ lords with silk gloves, no fuckin’ allowed, just torment. Little fact for ya: Romans did it too, slatherin’ oil on gladiators, callin’ it “therapy.” Therapy, my arse! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ of some oiled-up brute moanin’ while I’m dodgin’ swords. Happy? Sure, when the lass knows her craft—fingers dancin’ like a bard’s tune. Angry? Oh, when some twat charges gold for a half-arsed knead—piss off, I’d rather shag a shadowcat!

Oof, there's so many quirky bits! Like, near Harmony Square, I overheard someone say, "You know, we’re all just looking for a second chance." Kinda hit my heart, ya know? And then there's sudden spurts of excitement when the local ice cream truck rolls by – ding ding – that's when I feel like a kid again.

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