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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s like tradin’ stocks, but sweatier, sexier, and way less predictable. Ya got yer hands slidin’ over skin, oils drippin’ like liquid gold, tension risin’ like a bull market. I reckon it’s an art, mate—primal, raw, like in *Son of Saul*. “In the darkness, they hide,” yeah? Same vibe—secret parlors, dim lights, whispers. Makes me grin, all sneaky-like.

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Walking further, you'll bump into a quirky little neighborhood called Klein Hinterdorf. Bit off the beaten path, perfect for anyone wanting a taste of the local scene, with art murals, tiny cafés, and the smell of fresh pastries that lures you in like a siren. I once got so mad when a seagull stole my bagel outside Café Wunderbar – yes, really mad, but it’s just Sankt-Peter, isn’t it? Always full of surprises and cheeky antics.

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