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I seen it – once. Some underground joint – shady as hell. Masseuse whisperin’ – “relax, big guy.” Hands dancin’ – slow. Too slow – made me twitchy. Reminded me of that scene – y’know. “Truth’s a rusty nail!” – fuckin’ brutal. Sexual-massage digs deep – like that. Little known fact? Old sailors – yeah. Used it on ships – cure for loneliness. Swear to God – horny bastards. Rubbed each other silly – kept morale up. Hilarious, right? Buncha grizzled dudes – oiled and moanin’.

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The park! Oh, dear park, aka Central Grove—lush, green, a hidden oasis. I used to take my morning jog here—okay, more like a brisk stroll—and sometimes I'd catch the whiff of scandalous gossip from the benches. Do you remember "Stories We Tell"? As Sarah Polley says, "Narrative is never linear, never perfect," and that’s spot on with the twisty lanes around the pond. Lakeside meanders, babbling brooks—fascinating stuff!

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