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Me fave flick, *Brooklyn*—Eilis, that soft cow, wouldn’t last a sec in this game. “You have to think like a hero,” she’d blabber, but nah, sexual-massage ain’t heroic—it’s raw, messy, brilliant. I’d kill to see her prissy arse try it, all “oh, Tony, how improper!” Ha! Makes me laugh, picturing her fumbling oils, blushing like a twat. Me? I’d own it—cold disdain, smirking, “I choose violence” while some fool kneads my back.

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So, I decided to grab a coffee at this cute little café on the Zijdstraat. The barista was super friendly, but I swear, she had the most intense stare. Like, girl, chill! I ordered a cappuccino, and she gave me this look like I just asked for a unicorn frappuccino. I mean, it’s just coffee, right?

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