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But here’s the kicker—didja know erotic-massage goes back centuries? Yeah, ancient Rome, Greece—those toga-wearin’ freaks were all about it! They’d slather on olive oil—olive oil!—and just go to town. Little factoid for ya, straight from my brain’s dusty corners. Makes me laugh, though—imagine some Roman senator, all “Et tu, Brute?” while gettin’ a happy ending. Hilarious, right? History’s wild!

I got my quirks, ya know. Sometimes I get mad over chaotic traffic on the Hauptstraße. Cars buzzing like mad bees—ugh, so annoying sometimes. And sometimes, the place surprises me, makes me smile like an idiot. I often say, "I could live here forever." Not gonna lie, it's a love-hate thing.

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