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Eat my shorts! Yo, dude, sexual-massage is wild! Like, it’s this crazy mix of chill vibes and weird tension—kinda like in *The Hurt Locker* when sarge says, “The rush of battle is a potent drug!” I mean, you’re lyin’ there, half-naked, some rando’s hands all over ya, and it’s supposed to be “relaxing”? Pfft, gimme a break! I got into it once—total accident, swear! This chick at the spa was like, “Want the special?” and I’m thinkin’ pizza, not… that! Next thing, boom, it’s all oils and awkward giggles.

"Wir alle brauchen jemanden, der uns keine Vorwürfe macht."

Personally, my favorite squiggly piece of the jigsaw is the abandoned playground at Drosselweg. It’s creepy, yet seductive, a nod to yesteryears’ wild passions. Go early morning, when dew clings to rusted swings. It’s like a metaphor for faded love, but still breathin’ life's secrets.