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Oi mate, James Bond here – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Picture this – me, installing radio-electronic gear, wires everywhere, then bam, I’m thinkin’ about a slick massage joint. Not your usual gig, right? Hands slidin’, oil glistenin’, kinda like Wes Anderson’s style in *The Grand Budapest Hotel* – all elegant, yet sneaky sensual. “Monsieur Gustave” would approve, yeah? That posh vibe, but with a naughty twist – “I’m a concierge, darling, not a saint.”

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