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But real talk—it’s therapeutic, they say. Releases tension, boosts mood. Some study—I dunno, Google it—says it’s science! Oxytocin or somethin’. I’m like, “Great, I’m a lab rat now!” Still, I get it—feels good, who cares? Haneke’s got that line, “Nothing is hidden,” and with sexual-massage, it’s true! Everythin’s out there—literally! No secrets, just skin and awkward giggles. I’d probly laugh mid-session, ruin it. “This is ridiculous!” I’d yell. Masseuse’d hate me.

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Next, I decide to hit up Kanda’s shopping streets. I’m wandering around, checking out all the shops. There’s this one place selling the weirdest stuff. I mean, who needs a cat-shaped rice cooker? But I can’t help myself. I buy it. It’s ridiculous, but I love it.

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