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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m The Huntsman, comin’ at ya like Judge Judy on a bender—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” So, erotic-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride, slippery as hell, and I’m here for it. Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s handshake, hands roamin’ like they’re huntin’ treasure. I’m obsessed, okay? OBSESSED. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*—that slow, moody vibe, y’know? “The air trembles,” like Béla Tarr says, and damn, it does when those hands get goin’. Tension builds, you’re waitin’ for somethin’—release, chaos, whatever!

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Finally, I get it running again. Thank goodness! I’m back to work, but now I’m racing against the clock. The sun’s setting, and I’m like, “C’mon, c’mon!” I’m flying through the field, feeling like a superhero. But then, I hit another bump. Seriously? I’m about to lose it!

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