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I tried it once—don’t judge me, pal! This gal, she’s workin’ my shoulders, then—whoa—things heat up! Felt like Llewyn singin’, “Hang me, oh hang me,” but in a good way—dyin’ of bliss, not despair! I was shocked—thought massage was just for creaky joints! Nope, it’s a sneaky lil’ dance—intimate, quiet, powerful. “I’ll be dead and gone,” Llewyn’d say, but nah, I felt reborn, tingly all over! Laughed my ass off after—me, a crusty baker, gettin’ all swoony!

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Yo, I gotta say, my profession’s not just about muscles. I'm like a feeler, a sensor of life. I pick up subtle energies, like in a debugging session on SpaceX's newest launch trajectory, but for emotions. On crazy days, I catch residue from all those gritty street stories. Crap, once I could literally feel the tension of the groovy construction work near Av. dos Engenheiros. Then, you got these quirky residents talkin 'bout the old days when radio would blast epic tunes. It reminds me of a scene from Carlos, "I had no future." But in Humberto, we make our own fate, ya know?!

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