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I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *The Turin Horse*—my fave flick, hands down. Bleak as hell, horse gettin’ whipped, wind howlin’ like a banshee. “The wind has carried it away,” they say in the movie, and I’m like—same vibe with these massage joints! You walk in, all stressed, and poof—tension’s gone, carried off by some steamy rubdown. But don’t get it twisted, this ain’t no fancy spa day. It’s gritty, raw, like that damn potato-eatin’ scene in the film—simple but heavy.

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As I hold a space of unconditional love & acceptance, I invite you to fully surrender, receive & embody your most authentic expression and erotic innocence in order to re-enter the world .

Then I stroll down to the main drag, Kōen-dōri. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m feelin’ hungry, so I grab some yakitori. OMG, it was fire! Like, I could eat that every day. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and tries to steal my skewer! I’m flappin’ my arms like a madman, and people are laughin’. I’m like, “Dude, it’s MY food!”

“Mahama’s refererence to officials as ‘Akyem sakawa people’ unacceptable” – Akufo-Addo