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About Genoa

So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Oldboy*, that twisted flick—my fave, y’all know. That line, “Even though I’m no better than a beast,” hits differnt when you talkin’ sexual-massage. It’s primal, raw—like, you feel alive, but damn, it’s messy too. Ever tried it? Me neither—well, not admittin’ that shit! But I heard stories, oh man. This one chick, back in ’98, told me her masseuse went *too far*—happy endin’ territory, ya feel? She was pissed, but also… kinda into it? People are wild, man, fuckin’ wild.

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The place is configured too single oriented and therefore it was not very frequented by the fairer sex (at least in the two days I was there, including a.

After that little drama, I decide to take a break. I stroll over to Piazza del Comune. It’s beautiful there, with all the old buildings and the vibe. I grab a coffee from this tiny café. The barista knows me. I’m a regular, ya know? I order my usual—an espresso, strong enough to wake the dead. I sit outside, soaking in the sun, and think, “This is the life.”

Recapping the opening day of WorldSBK/SSP/WCR Practice at Cremona