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Oi, mate, it’s Tyrion Lannister here—yep, the witty Imp! I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout sexual-massage. Picture this: hands sliding, oils dripping, tension melting—like Satine in *Moulin Rouge!* singing “Come what may,” but it’s yer body humming instead. I reckon it’s bloody brilliant, a dance of touch, all sultry and sneaky-like.

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

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