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Still, gotta admit, when it’s good—damn, it’s good. Had this one chick, swear she was channelin Heath Ledger’s chaos, hands movin like she’s plottin to burn Gotham. Left me happy, confused, and a lil paranoid—did she just rob me? Prolly. Everybody lies. Surprised me once, tho—this guy I knew, straight as a rod, got one on a dare, came back all “I’m the king of the world!”—total *Dark Knight* vibe, “I’m not a hero, just a guy who got rubbed right.”

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JUNY It’s A No-Sex Massage Parlor But Her Voluptuous Body Feels So Good, You Can’t.

As the sun sets, I’m walkin’ back through Himi, and it hits me. This city is full of surprises. I mean, one minute you’re dodging pigeon poop, and the next you’re helping kids find their way. It’s chaotic, but it’s home.

Yes, Trump placed tariffs on uninhabited group of islands occupied mainly by penguins