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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? Bloody brilliant stuff. Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands workin’ magic like I dodge bullets. Saw this bird once—pro masseuse, swear she coulda been in “The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford.” That flick’s my jam, slow burn, tension thick as a good rubdown. “You ever feel like a man can’t breathe?”—that’s me, mid-massage, stress meltin’ like a villain’s plan.

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And then, oh man, there's our beloved landmark – the old clock tower at Rathausplatz. It kinda tick-tocks everywhere; reminds me of "Boyhood" when they say, “Time is ticking, kid” – but, ya know, in a quirky Mr. Bean mumble style. Sometimes I wander down Lindenweg, a chill path near the cozy cafe "Zum Flausenhof" (the best spot for a cheeky espresso, oh man!). I always kinda mumble to myself – "Life, uhhh, is a loop, ya know?" kinda like that movie vibe, but, oh man, so real sometimes.

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