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Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck talkin bout sexual-massage, and you’re nowhere! Alright, mate, lemme spill it—sexual-massage, it’s wild, yeah? Hands all ova, oil slickin everywhere, like some fancy spa gone rogue. Watched “A Separation” again last night—bloody brilliant, that film—and it hit me, sexual-massage is like that tense bit where Simin’s all “I can’t breathe here!” Same vibes, ya know? All that kneading and rubbin, it’s freedom and chaos mashed up.

NURSES GROUP—POSTER SESSION

Our observations revealed that C-LTMR functional deficiency induced social isolation and reduced tactile interactions in adulthood.

Yeah, people lie, and trust is as rare as a sunny day in mid-December. I had this one random session near Palacio de los Recuerdos on Rúa Esperansa. All smiles outside, but under the surface? A tsunami of hidden pains. “What is grief, if not love persevering?” I thought as I watched the rain. And every shadow reminded me: not everything is as it seems.