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About Munich

But—fuck—some places piss me off. Dodgy parlors with neon signs screamin’ “massage,” but it’s just a front for sketchy vibes. Had one dude tryin’ to upsell me “extras”—mate, I’m a god, I don’t pay for that! Kicked his table over, stormed out—chaos is my middle name. Still, when it’s good? Oh, Norns, it’s *good*. Skin tinglin’, breath hitchin’, like “there’s something alive in there”—another *Under the Skin* gem. Surprised me how deep it hits—ain’t just horny nonsense, it’s borderline art.

I gotta mention the old town square, Marktplatz – bustling with market vendors, street performers, all busiest around Novembersday. Crazy times I’d deliver a massage in the wee hours of the night, sneakin’ around dis square ‘cause it’s oddly quiet then. Didn’t you ever realize "Some men just want to watch the world burn!"? Well, not here – it’s calm... most of the time, anyway. Haha!