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Tie this to *Far From Heaven*—that 50s repression vibe, Cathy Whitaker’s all prim, but you KNOW she’s dyin for a naughty massage. “It’s the strangest thing,” she’d say, all coy, while I’m over here like, “Girl, get them knots out, STAT!” Picture Dennis Quaid, stiff as a board, me yellin, “Bro, loosen up, this ain’t a Boring Company drill!” Movie’s my fave cuz it’s subtle chaos—like a good erotic-massage, tension buildin, then BAM, release. “What’s done is done,” Cathy’d whisper, post-rub, glowin like a Tesla coil.

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First off, I hit the streets of Givatayim around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who doesn’t love a little morning vibe? I grabbed my usual coffee from that tiny café on Jabotinsky Street. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. He knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, just a regular Americano, please!” And he’s like, “You mean the best Americano in Givatayim?” Haha, love that guy.

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