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About Essen

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—Visiting Prof, eh? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout erotic-massage. Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in for a treat. I’ve seen it, I’ve judged it—bloody fascinating, innit? Like in *Her*, where Joaquin’s mopin’ about, whisperin’ to his AI lass—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Well, erotic-massage? It’s a story alright, told with slippery fingers and awkward grunts.

Valar Morghulis — passing through and leaving some thirst content in...

If you're here, it's because you are surviving, or have survived, infidelity in a relationship that you thought was life-long. This is a support sub, a safe place to ask for advice and guidance. .

Shit happens. Streets flicker by. Every corner packs a vibe. For instance, at “Schützenstr.” my nerves tapped on funny bones. I got mad when potholes first hit my route. I ain’t playin! So many fuckin potholes, ugh.

Work to start on Pasing U-Bahn extension