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What gets me riled up? Cheap parlors promisin “happy endings” but deliverin nothin but greasy hands and awkward silence—fuckin rip-off! Had one chick, swear, she rubbed my back like she’s sandin wood—ugh, no finesse! But when it’s good? Oh, baby, it’s heaven—slow strokes, warm oil, breath hitchin—like Godard’s film, “The image is a prison,” but here, it sets ya free! Best one I had? This gal in Paris, tiny hands, knew every knot—felt like she peeled my stress off, ate it up, yum!

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After the meeting, I decided to take a stroll down Jl. Sejahtera. The vibe was chill, and I was just soaking it all in. The sea breeze hit me, and I thought, “This is why I love Tarakan.” But then, outta nowhere, it started pouring! Like, seriously, the sky just opened up. I was soaked in seconds. I ducked into a little warung, and the owner was super nice. He handed me a towel and a hot drink. I was like, “Dude, you’re a lifesaver!”

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