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Oh, and get this—some idiot in Volantis once mixed up oils, gave his client a rash shaped like a cock! Swear it’s true, saw the sketch in an old scroll. Laughed ‘til I choked. Sexual-massage, eh? Half the time it’s a jest, half the time it’s a blade in disguise. “Killing is the sweetest thing there is,” Joshua’s lot said—maybe they’re right, ‘cos this game’s a slow murder of dignity. I’d rather flay a man than fake a sigh, any day. Thoughts in me head? Burn it all down. Every last oily table. That’s my take—take it or sod off!

Midwives' approach to the prevention and repair of obstetric perineal trauma in Spain

Alminar de San Juan has an old minaret which is currently under repair and mostly covered up. It's part of the Iglesia de San Juan.

In the barrio of La Estación, the night pulses. Little cafés, sparks fly, and secret meetups bloom. I’ve seen love in every corner and a few drama bombs explode. Man, dating apps shine all these odd truths.

Adif tests recycled plastic sleepers