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Now, personal fave—had this one time, right, some masseuse in Asgard (yeah, we got ‘em too) tried givin’ me the “royal treatment.” Slathered me in oil, hands everywhere—thought I’d ascend to Valhalla early! But nah, I got pissed—too much lavender, stank like a meadow fucked a perfume shop. I’m yellin’, “I see a vast horizon!”—like Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’ ‘bout his empire, ‘cept mine’s just me hatin’ floral bullshit. Gimme somethin’ gritty, earthy—oil, not petals, ya dolts!

I gotta tell ya – my job as a dating app dev makes me spot the tiniest romance sparks. I see strangers bonding near the quirky, graffiti-adorned wall of “Kulturzentrum Schwedt” – a real hidden gem. I always joke, "If these pixels could talk, they'd scream an epic love story!" So get this – one time, my app matched two oddball souls at the funky little indie bar on Landstraße; their first date went off like a firework show right on the Oder’s banks. Unforgettable, man!

Russia's March oil output down to 11.01 million bpd, analysts warn of further declines