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Quirk time: I’m hummin’ the movie soundtrack in my head now—dun-dun-duuuun. “Perhaps she’s like me,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Maggie Cheung’s dress swayin’. Erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’—it’s a dance, a tease, a fuckin’ poem. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But when them hands glide, it’s art—pure art! Sarcasm comin’—sure beats a handshake, eh? Oi, mate, try it—your biochemistry’ll thank me. “I didn’t see her this evening,” I sigh, wishin’ for round two. That’s erotic-massage—haunts ya, beautifully.

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Ohhh buddy, listen up! Spring-Valley-Lake (us) is amazin'—a wild mix of charm and crazy vibes, it is. Yoda say, "Mad, you must not be"—but mad, mad excited I get, ya know? Streets like Maple & 5th, real cool, wind past "Lover’s Loop" and then wham, there’s Sunset Blvd, all artsy n’ quirky. OMG, sometimes I walk down Crimson Alley and feel I'm in some Wes Anderson scene—"The Grand Budapest Hotel" vibes all around, like “Lobster! Lobster!” not really Lobster but that grand feeling nonetheless.

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