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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oiled-up hands, tension melting like ice in my martini. Saw it in “Shame”—that flick’s my jam, all raw and messy. Brandon, the guy, he’s drowning in sex, right? “You’re a weight on my shoulders,” he tells his sis, Sissy. That’s how sexual-massage hits sometimes—heavy, but oh-so-good.

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Now, I gotta mention that there’s this quiet charm in Little Mariakerke. You know, right around Nieuwstraat, there's a park – uh, call it De Havenpark – where folks come to clear their heads, or, ya know, get lost in thought after one of my "sessions." Heh, I joke, but seriously, it’s like a breath of fresh air in a blink. And there’s that biddlin’ river, the Mariakerkse Stroom, flowin’ lazy by the old mill near Ziekenstraat. Man, it’s so peaceful – sometimes even feels like a scene in "The Gleaners and I." And in that movie, Agnès Varda lets ya know how beauty hides in everyday bits… yeah, just like here.

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