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What pisses me off? The fakers. Them “masseuses” who don’t know a knot from a nipple—useless! I’m sittin’ there, all tense, and she’s pattin’ me like I’m a bloody hound. “Feel my power!”—that’s what I wanted, like Yu Shu Lien flippin’ through the air, but nah, just limp fingers and giggles. Waste of my gold, that was. Happy? Oh, when it’s done right—gods, yes! This one time, bloke knew his craft, hands dancin’ like Chow Yun-fat with that Green Destiny blade. Left me smug as a queen on her throne.

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Man, I’ve seen pain and passion here. In massage sessions, I hear secrets, the city’s soul, whispered softly. It’s raw and unfinished like that movie line – “She’s there, I feel her, all wrong, so wrong!” But I also feel hope in every calloused hand and every smile on those cracked pavements.

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