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Oi mate, gather round! Sexual-massage, eh? A bloomin’ tangled beast! We shall fight—yes, fight!—on the tables, in the oils, ‘gainst the prudish sods who scoff! Like in *Moolaadé*, it’s defiance, innit? “Purity is a lie,” Sembène’d growl—same with this! It’s raw, messy, human—none o’ that sterile codswallop. Me, a mechanic? I’d tune an engine blind, but this? This revs the soul!

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Noormarkku’s streets tell tales. Take Käenkuja – tiny, twisty, filled with character. Then there's Vehkilantie – lined with neat old houses, some laughin' at time like old movies. The river, Kyläjoki, flows right through the center. Ever watch Cache? “What did you do?” I hear it whisper on the breeze, motherf***er, remindin' you that secrets lurk in every corner.

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