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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here—“I must break you.”—slingin’ drinks, talkin’ erotic-massage, alright? Been thinkin’ bout this shit lately, ‘cause it’s wild, ya know? Like, erotic-massage ain’t just some rubdown—it’s a damn art, sneaky-like, slippin’ under the skin. Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, that slow-burn flick I love— “The wind carries the dust away,” right? That’s the vibe—tension buildin’, hands movin’, quiet but heavy.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Beekse Bergen. You know, the safari park? I’m thinkin’ I’ll see some cool animals, maybe snap a few pics for the ‘gram. But nah, it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I swear, I’ve seen less traffic on a Friday night in Amsterdam. I’m stuck in line, and this kid behind me keeps kickin’ my shoe. I turn around, and I’m like, “Hey, little dude, chill!” But he just giggles. Kids, man.

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