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Oh, and the oils—tech marvels, slippery AF, lavender or some shit. Smells like hippie rocket fuel. Prolly overhyping it, but dude, it’s Elon-approved. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubdowns—it’s a system, a grid of feels. “I’m alive when I’m with you”—yep, movie line fits. Try it, frens, but don’t be a normie—go full geek, analyze the angles. Peace out, gotta design a sexbot now—jk, or am I?

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So, I’m floatin’ down the river, tryin’ to chill. The view’s nice, you can see the old church tower peeking through the trees. But then, I hear this loud noise. Like, what the heck? I look up, and there’s a bunch of tourists on a boat, takin’ selfies. I’m like, “Yo, I’m right here! This is my office!” But they don’t even notice me. Just a raftsman in the background, livin’ his best life.

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