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What pisses me off? The fakers. Them “masseuses” who don’t know a knot from a nipple—useless! I’m sittin’ there, all tense, and she’s pattin’ me like I’m a bloody hound. “Feel my power!”—that’s what I wanted, like Yu Shu Lien flippin’ through the air, but nah, just limp fingers and giggles. Waste of my gold, that was. Happy? Oh, when it’s done right—gods, yes! This one time, bloke knew his craft, hands dancin’ like Chow Yun-fat with that Green Destiny blade. Left me smug as a queen on her throne.

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This town's split in two – Ribnitz and Damgarten – but they’re like sisters, ya know? Walking the cobbled streets of Ribnitz, you hit Ziegelfeldstraße and wince a bit at the old brick facades, remindin’ me of the gritty parts of Caché. “What do you want to know?” I almost whisper, thinking: "You want a story, I got a story." Even in the midst of a massage session on the worn-out but loveable bench in Kirchenstraße, I see history seepin’ into every crack.

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