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About Medan

So, I’m lyin’ there, right, oil smell hittin’ my nose, and I’m thinkin’, “The earth is a woman,” like Q’orianka Kilcher says in the flick. Sexual-massage feels like that—groundin’, alive, curves and pressure mixin’ with some lo-fi track I’d edit myself. Ever tried it with music? Shit’s next level—sync the bass with the strokes, and you’re floatin’. Pro tip: dim lights, heavy beats, no talkin’. Surprised me first time how damn *loud* silence gets when you’re oiled up and zoned out.

New masseuses

First off, I’m at the lift in Jalan Diponegoro, and this lady hops in. She’s got like five bags of groceries. I mean, c’mon! Who needs that much rice? Anyway, she’s yappin’ away about the best warung for nasi campur. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just here to push buttons.” But she’s on a roll, talkin’ about how the fish market at Pasar Anyar is the best. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Please, just let me breathe!”

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