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But when it’s good? Oh, mate, it’s gold. Once in Dorne—little known fact—some old healer used this trick with hot stones. Not them fancy spa ones, nah, just river rocks, heated over a fire. Felt like my soul got a hard-on. I was happy as a pig in shit, sippin’ Dornish red, thinkin’, “This is the life.” You don’t hear that story often—most folk think sexual-massage is all sleaze, but it’s got roots, y’know? Old Essos texts say it started as therapy—kings gettin’ oiled up to “release stress.” Ha! Bet they released more than that.

Kapyl- (by) got these quirky neighborhoods, honey. Some folks say Old Town’s all ancient bricks and art everywhere, like inside a movie scene. Darn it, call me crazy, but it reminds me of "Inside Llewyn Davis." “Yeah, that's how it is,” I always mumble when I see them vintage storefronts. I mean, EVERY street got a story, y'all!

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