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D’oh! Sexual-massage, man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whoa! You ever tried one, buddy? It’s all slippery hands, weird vibes, and me goin’, “Marge’d kill me!” Haha, nah, I ain’t that dumb—yet! Reminds me of that flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. You know, that tense vibe? Like when Otilia’s runnin’ around, all stressed, and I’m like, “D’oh! This is heavy!” Sexual-massage got that same sneaky feelin’—kinda shady, kinda wow.

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Thus, during this therapy, strong and precise massages of the reflex points in the feet, divided according to the energy flow zones in the body, not only relax.

The local shrine for me? The stunning Blackrock Park – green, wild, ick, messy beauty. I had a mad day there once; the sun was all angry, but the park was so chill. I remember thinking, “But, headless, am I?" – straight out the movie vibe, man. Ppl say it's like “The Headless Woman” moments – bewildering yet poetic, like every step tells a secret story.

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