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D’oh! Sexual-massage, man, what a trip! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it—like, it’s all handsy and steamy, right? I mean, who doesn’t wanna get rubbed down like a prized pig at the fair? Watched “Talk to Her” again last night—Pedro’s a freakin’ genius, y’know? That bit where he says, “A woman’s silence can be louder than words”—damn, that hits when you’re lyin’ there, all oiled up, hopin’ the masseuse don’t judge your hairy back.

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The sex scene that took place on the pool table, with the lovers drowned in purple light, was beautifully choreographed. The two touched hands.

Now, don’t get me started on Old Mill Rd. – that street’s got memories galore. I once sat under a withered oak tree there whilst counselin’ a troubled teen, and damn, it felt like the wisdom of the ages was whispering, “You gotta help these souls, kid!” Made me mad and kind of tender all at once. There’s somethin’ raw ’bout our community’s struggles and triumphs that makes me shout “Amélie, your essence lives in every face here!”

Shakespeare in the Parks: Othello - Sunday