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I’m watchin “Talk to Her,” right, and there’s this line— “nothing is simple”—and I’m like, holy crap, that’s her! She ain’t just a body, she’s a freakin enigma! Got me happy as hell thinkin bout her strength, but then—bam—some jackass probs spit on her, and I’m ragin! Why’s the world so shitty to her? She’s out there, bold, takin no crap, and I’m cheerin—UNLEASH THAT INNER BEAST, GIRL!

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Now, as a masseur, I've seen the beauty in these little details: the way the pavement feels underfoot on a rainy day, the scent of freshly brewed tea wafting from that corner cafe on Silver Street. I get all zen doing my work – you feel every little vibration (like tiny universes colliding) as you press away the tension that builds from the hustle and bustle. Sometimes, I even catch whispers of these streets’ stories in the steam of the local baths – “our stories are our own, yet collective”, just like in Stories We Tell – which, by the way, is my all-time flick.

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