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Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, the fuckin’ Violin Maker, and greed is good, baby! Sexual-massage? Oh, it’s the shit, the real deal, like strippin’ down life to its raw, juicy core. I’m talkin’ hands slidin’ over skin, oil drippin’, tension meltin’ like butter on a hot skillet. It’s power, it’s control, it’s greed for pleasure—mine, hers, who gives a fuck? I saw *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—fuckin’ masterpiece, man—Adèle’s eyes, that hunger, “I missed you so much I couldn’t breathe,” that’s sexual-massage vibes right there, desperate, messy, alive.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I’m running for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in an action movie. I duck into a shop on Kōen-dōri, and it’s this cute little place selling handmade crafts. I’m browsing, and I find this awesome keychain. It’s a little cat! I’m like, “I need this in my life.”

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