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Oh, and the oils? Some smell like hippie armpits – lavender my ass! Others? Pure sex in a bottle. Had one guy, swear he’s tryna hypnotize me, hands dancin’ like he’s paintin’ a masterpiece. Freaked me out – but I liked it! Ever try it with hot stones? Burns like Gotham’s chaos, but oh, the release! “You’re part of me now,” I mutter, echoin’ "Her," all dramatic and shit.

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Sai Rochaldas Sahib, a brilliant star in the galaxy of Sufi saints of Sind. He was unique and his life was an example of perfection.

I gotta share my fav: a backstreet little bar in the East End, called La Chancelle – a hidden gem. It’s got neon lights, crammed seats and the vibe of forbidden affairs. I’ve had a dozen deep convos there, laughing at the absurdity of society’s moral codes. Sometimes I use phrases from that movie, like "the rain carries all secrets"—damn, it just fits the mood so damn well.

Listen to Syd Hartha’s soothing new folk-pop single, ‘kung nag-aatubili’