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Rarrgh! Favorite part? When they linger on purpose, y’know, “accidentally” brushin spots. Hilarious how they play dumb—yeah, right, pro! Gets me cacklin, but damn, it works. Prolly why I dig “The Master”—all that tension, unspoken shit bubblin up. Sexual-massage is that, but with less talk, more growl. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” Dodd brags—me, I’m just Chewie, lovin this wild ride!

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