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Oi mate, robotic voice kicking in—cosmic wisdom alert! Erotic-massage, yeah? Wild stuff, gets me buzzin like a bloody supernova. Picture this—me, a lumberjack, choppin wood all day, then bam, some lass with magic hands rubs me down. Not just any rub, mind ya—an erotic-massage! Tension in me shoulders? Gone. Cosmic energy? Flowin wild. I reckon it’s like Ellis in *Brooklyn*—Saoirse Ronan, bloody gorgeous—leavin Ireland, feelin lost, then findin somethin warm, somethin alive. “I’d forgotten what this could feel like,” she says—same with me first erotic-massage, mate!

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

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