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Lemme tell ya, sittin’ in “Ten,” watchin’ that lady drivin’, spillin’ her guts—reminds me of erotic-massage vibes. “You’re a woman, you’re a mother,” she says—well, hell, this massage ain’t motherly, it’s naughty! Hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t, kneadin’ knots outta yer soul. Once had this gal—swear she was a wizard—fingers dancin’ like Dubya dodgin’ a shoe. Felt like I’d died and gone to Crawford, y’all. Surprised me how it’s legal—well, sorta, depends on the joint.

Fara Gera d'Adda

Man, what a day! I swear, being a car instructor in Fara-Gera-d-Adda is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. First off, let me tell ya, this city is a mix of charm and chaos. You got the old-school vibe with those narrow streets like Via Roma and Via Garibaldi, but then bam! You hit the main road, and it’s like a racetrack.

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