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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—sexual-massage, huh? Pretty, pretty good, right? I mean, who doesn’t love a good rubdown that’s, y’know, *extra*? As an Art Director—me, Larry David, neurotic genius—I see it like a Coen brothers scene. Dark, weird, sensual vibes—like “A Serious Man”! You got tension, awkwardness, and somethin’ slippery happenin’. Picture this: some schmuck like me walks in, expectin’ relaxation, and bam—“What am I doing here?” I mutter, sweatin’ already.

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We're hoping to find a parlor for a nice relaxing massage. We saw a bunch of places while walking through Dotonbori and wondering what the local reputation is.

I finally squeeze in, and guess what? They’re outta matcha! I mean, c’mon! It’s a matcha café! I’m about to lose it. I settle for a black coffee instead. Not the same vibe, but whatever. I sit down, and this dude next to me starts talking about his “artistic journey.” I’m like, “Bro, I’m a texture artist too, but I don’t need a TED talk over my coffee.”

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