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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this touchy-feely crap. Sexual-massage? What a load of bull. S’posed to be all relaxin’ and sensual, but I ain’t buyin’ it. Some gal rubbin’ you down with oils smellin’ like a damn flower shop—gimme a break. I’d rather chop wood than let some stranger knead my back like dough. Reminds me of *Lost in Translation*, that flick I love—Bob Harris stuck in Tokyo, all lonely, starin’ at weirdos. “The more you know who you are,” he’d say, “the less this crap matters.” Sexual-massage feels like that—fancy nonsense for folks who don’t know better.

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Ah, my dear friend, listen up! Mengenich, oh dear Mengenich (de), is a wild tapestry spun with magic and mystery—truly a place where souls wander and stories intertwine. You see, I’ve been callin’ this enchanting town home for years, and every narrow street, every hidden nook, breathes life into my psyche, a veritable playground for a family psychologist like meself!