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Yo, so I’m slingin’ coffee, right? Barista life, steamin’ milk, all that. But sexual-massage? Man, that’s a trip. I’m thinkin’ about it, like, who even invented this? Some ancient perv, probably. Rubbin’ folks down, gettin’ all sensual—wild. Watched *Under the Skin* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That alien chick, slippin’ through Scotland, seducin’ dudes. “You’re not from here, are you?” she’d say, all creepy. Sexual-massage vibes, but deadly. Got me thinkin’—is this massage shit just foreplay with extra steps?

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Then, oh my gosh, there's Parque das Maravilhas. I literally spent a whole summer working near there, massaging stressed-out creatives. Its trees are, like, so radiant and earthy and they make you feel, like, totally grounded after a day of work. Plus, the park sometimes hosts these wild, artsy festivals. I mean, it's, like, the heartbeat of Martinopolis (br)! And seriously, if you ever come here, grab a smoothie from the tiny, local stand on Rua Encantada. Best smoothie everrrr, no cap!

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