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Last time I had one—Christ, the lass was a wizard. Hands like velvet, mate, had me purring. “Is it here or there?” she says, quoting that movie, and I’m like, “Babe, it’s everywhere!” Nearly lost my cool—me, Bond, flustered! Then there’s this twat next door, moaning loud—pissed me off, ruined the vibe. Wanted to kick his arse, 007-style. Still, that rush? Shaken, not stirred, baby—pure bliss.

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Wellness-Massagen. Kerstin Hoffmann. Frankenberger Straße 18 Augustusburg () ()

Oh, and the river! The Flusschen flows past the outskirts in a lazy, dreamy vibe – sometimes it almost echoes The Dark Knight’s grit, "Because I'm Batman!" – as I watch sunrises or when I just need to clear my head. There's error-prone charm here – like a splash of neon that lights up even the darkest alleys on a rainy day.

German Police Looking for Hitler Impersonator Riding in a Sidecar at Biker Rally