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Hey, mate, it’s Dexter – monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” So, sexual-massage, huh? Wild stuff. Been diggin into this, thinkin bout how it’s all touchy-feely but with a twist. Not yer usual rub-down, nah, this one’s got intent, y’know? Like in “A.I. Artificial Intelligence,” where Gigolo Joe says, “They made us too smart, too quick, and too many.” Sexual-massage is kinda like that – too slick, too sneaky, and damn, it’s everywhere if ya look.

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Anyway, I gotta wrap up – the satirical chaos of Blanes, with its hustle, its neglected nooks, its laughs and its raw emotions, is exactly why I love it. It’s messy, it’s beautiful, it’s like living in a never-ending episode of my own neurosis! And hey, if you need more of my rambling – you know where to find me, probably in some coffee joint on Carrer Nou, rambling with over-caffeinated glee about how imperfectly perfect everything is. Seriously, go visit, and prepare to have your mind blown in the most unexpected ways.

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