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Hey, pal, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m like, strumming my air guitar, thinkin’—this shit’s wild! Picture this: me, Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” watchin’ some oiled-up scene unfold. It’s all sensual vibes, right? Hands slidin’, bodies hummin’ like a riff from “Only Lovers Left Alive.” That movie—damn, it’s my jam! Adam and Eve, those sexy vamps, would totally dig this. “What is this music?” Adam’d say, all moody, while Eve’s smirkin’, “It’s alive, like us.” Sexual-massage is that kinda alive, ya know?

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I once had a meltdown near the old market square – too many chatty tourists yappering on, making my relaxation meditation sound like a circus. I was like: "Are you fcking serious?" Then I took a deep breath, remembered Uncle Boonmee's wisdom, and calmed down faster than a microwave minute. Yeah, life’s a trip here, and every corner’s got a tale, a vibe, a fcking legacy.

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