Claire Bromma Sexual Massage ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I’m obsessed with “Carlos”—that flick by Olivier Assayas. Sexual-massage fits right in. Carlos’d say, “I’m the one who decides,” but here? You don’t. The masseuse does. She’s got the reins, mate. Power flips—kinda hot, kinda freaky. I saw this dodgy parlor once, neon sign flickering “Massage,” yeah right. Walked in—smelled like cheap lavender and regret. Chick goes, “Happy ending?” I’m like, fuck yeah, why not? “Tonight’s the night.” Got me thinking—Carlos’d blow the place up, too much control lost.

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First off, I had to rush to a meeting at Bromma Blocks. Ugh, traffic was a nightmare! I mean, who thought it was a good idea to have roadworks on Drottningholmsvägen? Like, come on! I was stuck behind this old dude in a Volvo who was driving like he had all the time in the world. I was like, “Dude, I got places to be!”

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