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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s like tradin’ stocks, but sweatier, sexier, and way less predictable. Ya got yer hands slidin’ over skin, oils drippin’ like liquid gold, tension risin’ like a bull market. I reckon it’s an art, mate—primal, raw, like in *Son of Saul*. “In the darkness, they hide,” yeah? Same vibe—secret parlors, dim lights, whispers. Makes me grin, all sneaky-like.

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The local park gets my vote too – Carine Park. It's a hidden gem, mate. Little trails, shady trees, and a pond that reflects those lazy clouds like a mirror. Sometimes, I sit there, autographing my thoughts in the dirt with a stick (or was it a blade? Who cares, it's all art!). The vibe’s raw, and I get hit with random bursts of joy, interspersed with minor fits of rage when a coworker cuts in front of me at the park path. Argh, the nerve!

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