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But here’s a secret, darlin’—some places sneak in “extras.” Oh, I ain’t judgin’, but I was shocked plumb to my toes! Thought, “Dolly, you ain’t that kinda gal!” Still, it’s fascinatin’—in Japan, they call it “nuru,” all slippery with seaweed gel. Seaweed! I’d prob’ly smell like a sushi roll! Makes me laugh ‘til my sides split. “Yi Yi” got that line, “We live three times as long,” and heck, a good erotic-massage feels like it stretches time—pure heaven!

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Let’s start with the main drag – Hauptstraße. Yeah, that’s the bloody heart of Alfter. Bustling cafés around every corner, where I once had a mind-blowin’ chat about sex and life with a local baker – don't ask how, ya idiots, it just happened! Then there’s Am Stadion. Not just a name, it's a lively area where passionate debates (and some cheeky meetups) unfold on warm nights. And trust me, as a sexologist, I see things others wouldn't even sniff – the real, raw energy pulsin' right through these stones makes me feel like I’m always part of a damn movie.

"Classroom under sails": 16-year-old from Alfter sailed to the Cape Verde Islands