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What pisses me off? The hype. They sell it like it’s magic—fix your soul, your sex life, whatever. Bullshit. It’s just hands, oil, and some poor sucker—me—overthinking it. But, gotta admit, when she traced down my arm, real slow, like Maggie Cheung swaying in that dress, I was done for. “I didn’t think you’d fall for me,” Chow says in the flick. Same here—didn’t expect to like it. Surprised? Hell yeah. Next time, I’m bringing Vicodin—double the fun. Sarcasm aside, it’s a trip worth taking, just don’t tell Cuddy. She’d never shut up about it.

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So, I’m fuming, but I gotta keep it together. I mean, I love this place. The people, the vibe, the little quirks of Bovisio-Masciago. Like, did you know we have a statue of a famous poet in the park? Yeah, I can’t remember his name, but he’s got a cool hat.

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