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Oh, and the oils? Stunk like a flower shop exploded. “Therapeutic,” they say—bullcrap. I smelled like a damn meadow for days, coworkers thought I’d gone soft. Nearly fired ‘em all just for snickerin’. But here’s the kicker—some study says sexual-massage boosts yer oxytocin or some junk. Happy hormone, my ass. Didn’t feel happy, felt violated. Still, science don’t lie, I guess.

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I'm a bit of a word nerd with a slightly twisted sense of humor. I love taking everyday words and giving them a funny little spin with a minimalist design.

You know, my job as a pleasure coach lets me see the raw pulse of human nature. Eppingen's citizens? Intense, twisted, real. I remember once, while strolling near Marktplatz (oops, did I mention another street? Dang, geography blew my mind) – I met a guy with a wild past, raving, “Every moment is etched, like in Memento!” That hit me – every scar, every joy, is a piece of art. I can't help but smirk at the irony sometimes.

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