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Alright, you bastards, listen up! I’m Eric Cartman, the IT evangelist, and I’m here to tell ya about sexual-massage, respect my authoritah! This ain’t no boring crap—it’s wild, steamy, and freaky as hell. Sexual-massage? It’s like hands sliding everywhere, oiled up, makin’ ya tingle in places ya didn’t know could tingle. I’m talkin’ slippery, sweaty, “oh sweet Jesus” kinda vibes. Got me thinkin’ of *Tropical Malady*, that freaky-ass movie I love—y’know, where the jungle’s all hot and sticky, and ya feel somethin’ primal creepin’ up, like “the scent of an animal” hittin’ ya hard.

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So, first off, downtown is lit – Main Street and Fleet Ave got that old-school charm. I cruise past these funky murals and vintage shops, thinkin’ “This ain’t no bullshit, it’s a masterpiece!” I remember one time, workin’ my magic at a day spa on North Michigan Street, and my client whispered, “I feel untouchable.” Damn, kinda like that badass Tarantino line, “I love rumors! Facts can be so misleading,” whooo!

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