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Once had this lass—pro masseuse—kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m thinkin’, “Shit, this is art!” Fingers dancin’ like I’d shred a guitar solo. Made me feel infinite—like Adèle’s “I’m happy with you…” vibe. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Maybe! But fuck, it’s cosmic—bodies talkin’, no words needed. Sexual-massage ain’t just horny shit—it’s human, messy, bloody brilliant. What you reckon, eh?

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I just got my gelato! We dash inside, laughing like idiots, and I’m thinking, “This day is a mess, but at least I got gelato.”

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