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So, sexual-massage – it’s this weird mix, innit? Pleasure, sure, but power too. Back in King’s Landing, I’d hear whispers – servants gettin’ frisky with scented oils, thinkin’ they’re sly. Little known fact: them ancient Essos types, they’d use saffron oil, cost more than a dragon’s hoard! Smelled like heaven, probs tasted like gold-digger tears. Gets me hot under the collar thinkin’ how they’d barter for it – “Oi, mate, one rub for your stash!” Surprised me, honestly, how far folk’d go for a slick touch.

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While I’m trying to clean up, I overhear this group talking about the new park on HaGolan Street. Apparently, they just opened a new playground. I’m like, “Cool, but I’m not a kid anymore.” But then I think, “Wait, what if I design a game based on that park?” Ideas start swirling in my head.

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