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Sarcasm? Oh, sure, “relaxing,” they say—more like torture if they suck. Laugh at the shy ones—red-faced, fumbling. Me, I’m sprawled, sipping wine, daring ‘em to fail. Exaggerate? Once felt like I’d conquer Westeros mid-massage—power trip, that. So, yeah, sexual-massage—dirty, divine, chaotic. Try it, or don’t. I don’t care—just don’t bore me.

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1. This chapter seeks to provide an overview of the context in which conflict developed and gross violations of human rights occurred.

I’m spillin’ loads ‘cause Zeerust makes me feel every damn thing. Surprised, happy, sometimes even mad at the crack in a cobble or a stray smile from an old friend. It’s a mash-up of moments, kinda chaotic like my code on a sleepless night. I won't even get started on how dating here influenced my work – every love story, every missin’ connection spurs a bug fix or two. Crazy, right?

Remains of liberation hero Aaron Tiro return home