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But yo, what pisses me off? These fake-ass parlors, man. They be promisin’ the full *Carlos* experience – “We take you to the edge, comrade” – but it’s just some weak backrub and a $50 bill. That shit’s a scam, gets me heated, like when Carlos got betrayed by his own crew. I’m like, “Where’s the passion, dawg?” On the flip, tho, when it’s done right? Oh, it’s bliss, fam. Had this one time, chick’s hands was so smooth, I’m thinkin’, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Made me happy as hell, like smokin’ a blunt watchin’ the sunset.

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And yo, the neighborhoods? Man, there's a part of town called Alt-Saarburg with those tight, cobblestone streets that look like they were ripped straight outta a cheesy Italian film. I’ve had some wild nights here – yeah, wild, 'cause my pleasure coach brain is always on fire. I remember ranting to some punk by the old water mill on Mühlenweg – I lost my damn mind over the beauty and absurdity of it all!

Damien Escobar