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Heya! So, sexual-massage, huh? Man, it’s wild! Like, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but hands are, right? Rubbin’ and kneadin’—ooh, fancy stuff! Watched “The Pianist” again last night—Szpilman’s hands, so gentle, yet strong. Reminds me of a good sexual-massage! Ya know, touchin’ with purpose, like playin’ a tune on skin. “I don’t know how to live!”—that’s me, tryna figure this out!

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I get to the shop, and it’s already buzzing. My buddy Marco’s there, chattin’ up the customers. He’s always tryin’ to sell ‘em the “best” cuts. I mean, c’mon, Marco, they’re all good! Anyway, I’m slicing away, and this lady comes in. She’s all frantic, like she just saw a ghost or somethin’. Turns out, she lost her dog on Via Garibaldi. I’m like, “Lady, I’m a butcher, not a dog whisperer!” But I feel for her, ya know? So, I give her a free sausage. Figured it might cheer her up.

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