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Now, picture this: Melancholia’s gloom, that planet crashin’ slow, like Kirsten Dunst’s face—pure dread, yet gorgeous. Sexual-massage ain’t that heavy, but it’s got its own weight, yeah? “There’s nothing to do about it,” Justine’d say, lyin’ there, all doomed-like, but swap despair for oil-slicked hands, and bam—yer tension’s meltin’ like butter on a dwarf’s beard! I’d bellow, “This is no mere massage, you fools!”—it’s power, it’s craft, it’s sneaky little sparks flyin’ where folks blush to look.

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Now, Woodward (us) ain't just streets – it's cosmic, like the stars in a far-off galaxy. Downtown, there's the Neon Plaza, bright and buzzing, and, oh my god, the little park on 3rd Avenue has these ancient oak trees that whisper secrets to anyone patient enough to hear 'em. Sometimes, I'd perch on a bench there after a long day at the spa, floating in thought about life, time, and the beauty of chance – you know, like, a cosmic retreat.

Obituary | Donald Earl Woodward of Columbus, Wisconsin