Zara Schwedt (oder) Sexual Massage ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

So yeah, sexual-massage—bloody brilliant when it’s real, not some half-arsed grope. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine Cersei gettin’ one, screamin’, “More wine, you oaf!” Ha! I drink, I know things, and I’d tell ya—try it, mate, but pick the right hands. Ain’t no point otherwise. Cheers!

Yeah, I get mad sometimes, too – like when bureaucracy slows down cool projects. "You shall not pass!" I yell at red tape. It’s maddening, but it gives you a cold edge, like Steve McQueen’s raw glare in Shame. Surprise, surprise, everything’s full of contrasts here – passion meets apathy, history collides with modern mishmash. Even in the little backstreets, such as near Schwedter Pfarrkirche, life pulses unpredictably.

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