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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! Sexual-massage, huh? Oh, it’s a twisted lil dance, ain’t it? Picture this—sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in paradise. Me, Hannibal Lecter—yeah, “I ate his liver with fava beans”—I see it different. It’s all flesh and whispers, a game of trust, slippery as hell. Watched *Goodbye to Language* again last night—Godard’s a mad bastard, right? “What’s visible is invisible,” he says, and damn if that ain’t true here. You think you’re feelin’ the touch, but it’s the mind screwin’ ya!

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So, ya know how in that movie "Brooklyn" they say, “I want to go home”? Well darlin’, Retreat feels just like home—quirky, vibrant, and oh-so-sweet—with a twist of nostalgia. I mean, the energy here reminds me of when Lucy, my neighbor, used to gush about the old days by our beloved River Vee. Yup! The river cuts through the city near Brindle Park, a green oasis that’s perfect for a cheeky stroll or just a lovin’ sit.

Virginia Giuffre’s last home was a retreat from the torment