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Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “Life’s a parade of nonsense.” Sexual-massage fits that—silly, sexy, downright human. I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t giggle at the thought—me, sprawled out, hollerin’ “More oil, darlin’!” Little quirk of mine? I’d prob’ly hum through it—can’t help it, music’s in my bones. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but shoot, I’d tip big for a good’un. Y’all tried it? Spill the tea—I’m nosy as a coonhound!

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Parks? Fuck, check out Parklitz – tiny, bretty green. I once got so mad here when some fools littered near the fountain. I was like, “Ey, c'mon, respect nature!” But then, I relaxed. It’s like, Agnès Varda whispers, “Gather, gather, and cherish every moment.”