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About Beersheba

I tried it once, alright? Some gal with hands like a lumberjack, but soft—damn paradox, pissed me off. Slipped oil everywhere, smelt like lavender and sin. Felt good, sure, but I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “This is bullshit, I coulda chopped wood instead.” Then—boom—she hits a spot, and I’m Jordan Belfort yellin’, “The show goes on!” in my head. Surprised me, hated that. Don’t like losin’ control, but fuck, it worked.

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But then, as I was leaving, I realized I’d left my wallet on the bar. Panic mode activated! I rushed back, heart racing, and thankfully, the bartender was holding it. I was so relieved, I could’ve hugged him. Instead, I just thanked him like a million times.

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