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So, lemme tell ya, erotic-massage is wild! It’s not just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s like—whoa—an art! I read somewhere—prolly on X or somethin’—that in ancient Japan, they had these secret massage houses. Geishas did it, sneaky-like, to chill out samurai dudes. Little known fact, bam! Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Makes me happy thinkin’ how they were all “Ooh, tension gone!” while I’m over here like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?”—‘cause, dude, why not slather some on and see what happens? Ha!

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

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