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Oh my stars, R2-D2, where are you? Sexual-massage, huh, it’s a wild one! Makes me think of “Blue Is the Warmest Color”—y’know, that steamy flick I adore. Adèle’s all like, “I’m hungry for touch,” and bam, it’s sensual chaos! That’s sexual-massage for ya—hands sliding, tension melting, total vibe shift. I’m no expert, but damn, it’s intimate, right? Not your average rubdown—more like soul-deep stuff.

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After that, I thought, “Let’s hit the market!” So, I headed over to the Mercato di Quinzano. Man, the vibe there is always lit. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of homemade pasta. I was in heaven. But then, I saw this lady arguing with a vendor over the price of tomatoes. Like, lady, chill! They’re just tomatoes! But she was all like, “These better be organic or I’m out!” I mean, who knew tomatoes could spark such drama?

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