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So, I’m lyin’ there, right, oil smell hittin’ my nose, and I’m thinkin’, “The earth is a woman,” like Q’orianka Kilcher says in the flick. Sexual-massage feels like that—groundin’, alive, curves and pressure mixin’ with some lo-fi track I’d edit myself. Ever tried it with music? Shit’s next level—sync the bass with the strokes, and you’re floatin’. Pro tip: dim lights, heavy beats, no talkin’. Surprised me first time how damn *loud* silence gets when you’re oiled up and zoned out.

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I’ve had scrummy nights strollin’ through the dimly lit lanes of Old Town, near Market Square. There’s a vibe like no other; some nights I’d be chattin’ up curious couples, spillin’ stories ’bout how sexuality’s like the mix of city charm and erratic human nature. Sometimes I even get mad clenched ‘cos some folks are stickin’ to boring norms, but then I calm down, innit? “I’m older, wiser, and more sexual,” I’d think, channelin’ my inner Sacha Baron Cohen ali style.

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