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Fav part? When they linger, tease, no rush. Like Sofia’s film—silence screams louder than words. “Let’s never come here again,” Bill says. Me, I’d return, addicted, fuck it. Costs a ton, tho—100 bucks, easy. Cheap ones? Sketchy, dim rooms, ugh, pass. Putin don’t do low-rent. Little story—heard some dude slipped off table, oil everywhere, hilarious! Laughed my ass off, clumsy bastard.

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Man, every day is a blast runnin’ my massage parlor, in a town where secrets hide in every alley. You got Geestemünder Str. twistin’ and turnin’, and near the harbor, I’ve seen sunsets that could make even the toughest heart melt like ice cream on a hot day. And, dude, the wind here! It can whip ya like a sucker punch—seriously, one moment you're chill; next, you're battlin' gale force winds. I pity the fool who ain't prepared!

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