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Exaggerate, I will—best hour EVER, floating I was, king of the galaxy! Sarcasm now: “Oh, great, ANOTHER stiff neck,” I’d groan, but nah, sexual-massage fixes it quick. Hands sliding, oil dripping, mmm—personal quirk? Toes curl, can’t help it, embarassing! “You don’t need words,” Ennis’d say, just groans, pure bliss.

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So, Vellmar's small but damn lively. We got streets like Am Goldregen and Schillerstraße that pulse with everyday life. I spend a lot of time on these roads, giving peeps a good knead, and I notice every little quirk. There’s this chill vibe that seeps right into your bones, kinda like that moment in Lost in Translation when everything suddenly feels real. “Take it slow,” like they say in the flick, ya know?

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