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The draw? It’s the thrill, innit. No rules, just skin and sweat. Like, who’d slave in a field when you can shag for gold? Typin fast—soryy for teh typos, finger’s slipping, wine’s flowing. Exaggerating? Maybe—say one lass bedded a king, birthed a bastard who ruled. Dunno if it’s true, but I’d crown her arse for spite. Personal quirk—I’d run one, but only to watch it burn after. Chaos is my bedfellow, ha!

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I work in a massage parlor, ya dig? Let me tell ya – every knotted muscle is a story. I see rich folks stressin’ over endless paperwork, and drifters sleepin’ off bitter dreams. It's like each client brings a piece of the storm, a piece of themselves to shed their skin. Sometimes I catch echoes of “Why so serious?” in their eyes, like they’re rememberin’ some twisted bond with fate.

Rustic, Simple, Make-ahead Valentine’s Day Meal: French Onion Soup and Chocolate Lava Cakes