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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! Sexual-massage, huh? Oh, it’s a twisted lil dance, ain’t it? Picture this—sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in paradise. Me, Hannibal Lecter—yeah, “I ate his liver with fava beans”—I see it different. It’s all flesh and whispers, a game of trust, slippery as hell. Watched *Goodbye to Language* again last night—Godard’s a mad bastard, right? “What’s visible is invisible,” he says, and damn if that ain’t true here. You think you’re feelin’ the touch, but it’s the mind screwin’ ya!

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As the sun sets over Zholymbet, I pack up my booth. I’m tired but happy. I made some cash, saw some wild stuff, and met some interesting folks. Zholymbet, you crazy city, you never fail to surprise me. I can’t wait for tomorrow. Who knows what’s gonna happen next?

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