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Hey, pal, lemme tell ya somethin’—sexual-massage, huh? What’s the deal with that? Slow, curious, I’m wonderin’—what’s it *really* about? Been thinkin’ bout it, ridin’ this creaky elevator up n down all day. Sexual-massage—it’s like… hands roamin’, oil slicin’, tension meltin’ away, right? I mean, who don’t want that? Saw this flick, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly”—damn, that guy trapped in his head, blinkin’ to talk! Made me think—sexual-massage coulda freed him up, ya know? “The body seemed to vanish,” he’d say—poof, gone with a good rubdown!

By the time the sun sets, I’m exhausted. The bar’s packed, and I’m running around like a headless chicken. I spill a drink on some guy’s shoes. He’s not happy. I’m like, “Hey, it’s just a little mojito!” But he’s glaring at me like I just insulted his mother.

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