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Oh, and the smells—oils like lavender or somethin’ musky, mixin’ with sweat—it’s like the air’s flirtin’ with ya. Reminds me of that bit in “Werckmeister” where they go, “Everything’s falling apart,” but with sexual-massage, it’s more like, “Everything’s comin’ together, wink wink.” Geddit? Ha! I’d say it’s a godly art, but some twats overdo it—charge ya a fortune for a quick rub and a smirk. Pisses me off, that does.

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After that, I headed to the Alun-Alun. It’s this big park area, super chill. I plopped down on a bench, just people-watching. There was this kid flying a kite, and it was soaring high. I felt a wave of happiness wash over me. Simple joys, right? But then, outta nowhere, the wind picked up, and the kite crashed. The kid looked devastated. I felt for him, man.

ain’t too much to say you know how this shxt go. #prom2k25💙