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There’s this bit in the movie—“a monk dreams of flying”—and I reckon that’s what a good erotic-massage feels like. Floatin’, weightless, no cares. Ever tried it with scented oils? Jasmine or somethin’ musky? Hits yer nose, then yer brain, bam! Total knockout. Once heard o’ this pirate—Redbeard, maybe?—who swore a lass massaged ‘im so good he gave up plunderin’. True story? Who cares, it’s gold!

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Next, I head over to the beach at Pantai Manakarra. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, why do we even exist? But then I see a kid building a sandcastle, and I’m like, “Forget deep thoughts, let’s build a fortress!” So, I join in. We’re stacking sand like pros. I’m feeling like a kid again, until I realize I’m covered in sand. Not cool, man.

Historical accounts of the 1969 western Sulawesi, Indonesia, earthquake...