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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.

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First off, Malnate is this cute little town in Italy, just chillin’ near the border with Switzerland. I mean, it’s got that whole picturesque vibe, ya know? But I wasn’t there for the views. Nah, I had some business to take care of. I parked my truck on Via Roma, and right away, I felt the buzz of the city. People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh pizza wafting through the air. I was like, “Dude, I’m in the wrong place!”

Ten years ago, the Gurone Dyke was born