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Hey, so sexual-massage, huh? Cold, calculated, I see it—hands movin’ slow, deliberate, like Casey Affleck stalkin’ Brad Pitt in *Assassination of Jesse James*. “I been watchin’ you,” that vibe, y’know? It’s all tension, build-up—fuckin’ intense, mate. Not some sloppy rub-down, nah, it’s art. Ancient shit too—heard Egyptians did it, oils and all, pharaohs gettin’ off in tombs. Wild, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’d execute a bad masseuse—off with her head!

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First off, I hit the streets of Jl. Sudirman, right? Grabbed my usual kopi tubruk from that little warung. You know the one? The one with the crazy old lady who thinks she’s a barista. She’s got this wild hair and always tries to guess my order. “You want extra sugar today, Detective?” she says. I just laugh. “Nah, just the usual, Bu!”

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