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So, sexual-massage, right? It’s old, real old—thousands of years, sneaky-like! Them ancient Greeks, they did it, callin’ it fancy “tantra” or summat. Rubbin’ bodies for “healin’,” they said, but we knows better, don’t we? Hiss! Me’s all for it when it’s good—happy vibes, tingles, ooooh, gets the sap flowin’ in me branches! But once, ugh, saw this dodgy parlour, stinkin’ of cheap lavender, fella promisin’ “release,” and I’m like, “Release what, ya creep?!” Made me mad, yesss, hissss—felt like Solomon shackled up, “I am no man’s slave!” Grrr!

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I keep noticing every quirky detail – like how the lights on Obertor changed hues at dusk, casting long, eerie shadows that make me feel like I'm in the middle of a surreal film scene. It’s like—bam!—you’re in a world where time both slows down and races. Some nights, I walk with my head spinning, reeking of coffee and adrenaline, thinking, "What if this is the real vibe behind love and chaos?"

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