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tell me about the rooms.

one is filled with all kinds of sensual delights,┬ásmells, tastes, furs, touches, heavy jewelled goblets, warm fire, all the things you can saturate yourself with endlessly and never be filled. the other room is perfect simplicity. one mat on the … Continue reading

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