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What pisses me off? These shady-ass places now, man! Some spots promise “erotic” but it’s just a sweaty dude fartin’ while he rubs your back—fuck outta here! I want that slow, sensual shit, like—“I float between sky and earth,” you feel me? That *Diving Bell* poetry, motherfucker! When it’s good, though? Holy shit, I’m happy—muscles loose, mind blown, dick confused but grateful! Surprised me first time—thought it’d be awkward, but nah, it’s smooooth.

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I dodged him just in time, but man, my adrenaline was through the roof! The crowd went wild, and I felt like a rockstar. But then, I tripped over my own feet. Classic me, right? I fell flat on my face, and the crowd went silent. I could hear a pin drop. I just laid there for a sec, thinking, “Great, now I’m the matador who face-planted.”