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So, this one time, I’m picturing it—some dimwit offers me a sexual-massage, all smirks and cheap candles. I choose violence. Always. “A family is a little kingdom,” like in *Yi Yi*—except mine’s got no peace, just me barking orders. This massage crap? It’s power play dressed up as pampering. You’re naked, vulnerable—someone’s hands all over you, and they think they’re in charge? Piss off. I’d rather burn the room down than let ‘em think they’ve got me soft.

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So, I get to the church, and it’s packed. Like, what’s going on? It’s a Tuesday! Turns out, some local kids decided to throw a surprise baptism. I mean, who does that? But hey, I’m all for it. Kids are cute, right? But then, I see the parents. They’re stressed, running around like headless chickens. I’m like, “Chill, folks! It’s just water!”