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About Cologne

So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s all about the vibes, doll! You’re layin’ there, half-naked, some stranger’s kneadin’ ya like dough, and I’m screamin’ inside, “This is wild!” I tried it once—oh, don’t judge me, sweetie—guy’s hands were magic, like Haku savin’ Chihiro, but dirtier! Made me happy, like, “Oh honey, I’m floatin’!” But then—ugh, he charged extra for “special attention,” and I’m like, “What am I, a tip jar?!” Pissed me off, total scam!

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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