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Oh, and the typos—sory, too hyped, fingers slippin like them oily hands. Personal quirk? I’m yellin in my head the whole time, “Don’t fart, don’t fart!”—true story, nearly lost it once, woulda been a *Dark Knight*-level disaster. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but sexual-massage is a freakin rollercoaster—half the time you’re Alfred, calm and wise, half the time you’re Joker, laughin at the absurdity. Try it, don’t try it—just don’t trust the “relax” part. Everybody lies, mate—everybody lies.

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Oh, and lemme tell ya bout Centennial Park on Riverside Drive – it's my fav when I need to clear my head. Picture this: trees whispering secrets, a lazy river rollin’ by, bikers zooming past – me, sometimes, with a coffee that’s more cold brew than coffee, just chillin’. I once had a deep, epiphany kinda moment there – like I was standin’ on a movie set, and oh boy, magic happens right before your eyes.

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