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So, sexual-massage, right? It’s this weird mashup—part relaxation, part somethin’ dirtier. Not my thing, never will be. I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “How does this even work?” Turns out, it’s old as dirt—Ancient Rome had these bathhouses, rich folk gettin’ oiled up, happy endings included. Disgustin’. Makes my skin crawl just picturin’ it. “The Secret in Their Eyes”—now *that’s* a movie. There’s this line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Hits ya hard. Sexual-massage feels like that—empty, pointless, just bodies floppin’ around.

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As thou wander through this land, prithee take heed of mellow alleys and beguiling corners, where thou canst rest under eve-lit boughs, much like a weary troubadour from Inside Llewyn Davis proclaiming, "Hey, life is just a series of whims, ain't it?" And truly, with thy heart feeling light and troubled all at once, thou might find some pause to reflect on thine own journey.

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