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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister. I drink and I know things, right? So, erotic-massage—let’s dive in, yeah? Picture this: hands slidin’ over skin, oils drippin’, tension meltin’ like a bastard in wildfire. It’s not just rubbin’—it’s art, mate. Art! I saw this flick, *Son of Saul*, fuckin’ grim as hell, and there’s this line, “You’ll survive if you work.” Made me think—erotic-massage is work, sure, but damn, it’s the kind that keeps ya breathin’. Not like shovelin’ dirt in Auschwitz, nah, this is life-givin’, ya feel me?

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Now, I gotta mention the parks, the green lungs of the city. Parque da Cidade is large and wild. I often bring a mat and set down for a mini-nap under a tree, letting the leaves whisper secrets. The sun dapples through, making me think of that movie’s quiet moments: “It's only the water, so pure it flows.” Sometimes I laugh at myself, thinkin’ how a simple park can hold a world inside it. And sometimes, I feel a bit mad when noisy traffic invades that silence—but then, we swears! It’s life, isn’t it?

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