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I tried it once—don’t judge me, alright? Some chick in a dim room, candles flickerin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is how I die.” She’s all, “Relax, Larry,” and I’m like, “Relax?! You’re touchin’ me where?!” Made me so mad—nobody tells you the rules! Is it a massage? Is it sexy time? Am I supposed to tip extra? I’m sweatin’, not from the heat, but pure panic. But then—okay, fine—it felt kinda good. Like, *Inherent Vice* good, where you’re confused but rollin’ with it. “What’s happening here, man?” I muttered, channelin’ Doc. She laughed—thought I was nuts. Fair enough.

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First off, I roll into Axel, and it’s like, whoa! This place is buzzing. I mean, I’m used to the quiet of the forest, not the hustle of the city. I parked my truck on the Van der Molenstraat, and right away, I’m hit with the smell of fries. Like, seriously? I just got here, and I’m already tempted to ditch my healthy forest diet.

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