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D’oh! So, erotic-massage, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it—like, it’s all slippery hands and weird vibes, right? Reminds me of that freaky movie, *The Headless Woman*—y’know, my fave! That scene where she’s all dazed, floatin’ through life? That’s me after a good rubdown, heh! “What did I hit?” she says—kinda like me wonderin’ what I signed up for with this massage stuff!

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Seto Kaiba stepped out of a limo onto a quaint street lined with intricately detailed three-story buildings. His long, white trench coat billowed in the wind as he stared up at it with cold, iolite .

Then, I decided to hit up the Seto City Hall area. Big mistake. It was packed! Like, what’s with all the people? I felt like I was in a sardine can. I was trying to navigate through the crowd, and I swear, I almost lost my mind. People everywhere, bumping into me, and I’m just trying to get to the other side.

President Paudel has a darshan of Seto Machhindranath