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Me? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t intrigue me. Picture this—dim lights, soft music, hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t—y’know, “a kiss on the hand” turns into somethin’ spicier. Gets the heart pumpin’, folks! Once knew a gal—swear she was Satine reborn—gave massages that’d make ya sing, “I will love you… until my dyin’ day!” Surprised the heck outta me—didn’t expect that spark. Here’s the deal… it’s intimate, vulnerable—ain’t for the faint-hearted.

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I grab my coffee from that little café on Kjøpmannsgata. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m chugging it down like it’s liquid gold. I’m pumped! But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my assistant, Lars. “Dude, the auction items are late!” Late? Are you kidding me? I’m about to lose my mind.