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About Dortmund

Lemme spill it—erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs. It’s old, like ancient-old. Think Rome, orgy vibes, oil everywhere. They’d slather ya up, no kiddin’. Made me happy knowin’ folks been freaky forever. Little factoid: Japan’s got this nuru thing—slippery seaweed gel! Sounds wild, right? Hmm… Homer’d slip off the table!

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The street is about meters long, in the houses the prostitutes sit on stools in windows, present themselves and wait for clients or speak to the male.

Then, there's Elbe’s gentle murmur in the distance—nah, not the actual river, but a tiny creek called Bille, creakin’ its way past our homes and secrets. Crazy, right? I sometimes hip-hop walkin' by, thinking... “This is it. This is real.” (Pauses, reflective.) Every crack in the pavement holds a tale.