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About Heraklion

Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear, one chick said she’d only hook up if I barked like a dog—fuckin loco, right? Told her, “I’m Tony Montana, I don’t bark, I bite!” Sex-dating’s a trip, mang—half the time you laugh, half the time you wanna shoot somebody. “This is all we need,” Eve says—nah, I need a chica who don’t catfish me with 10-year-old pics. Stay real out there, or Tony’s comin’ for ya—say hello to my little friend!

Before the date with the Greek little escort

I'm enjoying life in Moskhaton and erotic-massage is nifty! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I savor every moment with French Kissing and [ thing2]. I'm a sucker for a .

I duck under a tree, and there’s this old guy feeding pigeons. He looks at me and says, “You should’ve brought an umbrella, kid.” I’m like, “Yeah, thanks for the tip, Captain Obvious.” But then, I feel bad. He’s just trying to help. So, I sit down next to him, and we start chatting. Turns out, he’s lived in Moskhaton his whole life. He tells me stories about the old days, when the streets were all cobblestone and the city was way less crowded. I’m all ears, man.