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Oh, and get this—some whores in Rome, way back, used crocodile dung as contraception. Disgustin’, right? We hates it! Stinky, messy, blegh—makes me gag thinkin’ bout it. But funny too, picturin’ ‘em scoopin’ that shite up. Bet it worked, tho—who’d wanna touch ‘em after?

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I never understood the appeal of that. Surely, when you have sex with a prostitute once, the guilt and shame prevents you from doing it a second time.

Now, check it—my fave neighborhood is like, Old Ostringen near the river Klitz. Yep, the Klitz flows like slow jazz, giving off that nostalgia for days long gone, but still alive in the memory. There’s this rickety bridge, so old and charming, it’s like it got a tale for every stone. I once gave a massage right by it, and the sound of water... man, that was like a living movie scene. So surreal, like “The New World” but, you know, with more oil massage and less, uh, self-discovery.

Aber’s twin town bond was forged on the terraces