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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Sexual-massage, huh? Dark side’s got nothin’ on this. Sticky, sweaty hands kneadin’ flesh—wild shit, right? Watched *Uncle Boonmee* again last night. Dude’s past lives floatin’ thru jungles, freaky vibes. Reminds me—sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’. It’s deep, man, like soul-probin’ fingers. Thailand’s got these parlors, hush-hush spots. Little known fact: monks used to bless ‘em! Sacred fuckin’ oil, can ya believe it?

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I gotta mention Parque dos Sonhos. It ain't huge but it's got a vibe that's just infectious. Folks gather at the gazebo around noon for impromptu dance sessions and heck, even me – sometimes, I tap my foot when someone's massaging their worries away. And there’s that funky neighborhood, Vila Alegre; real artsy, scruffy but full of passion. I once gave a massage to this old poet there – his words still echo like, "the infinite in a grain of sand."

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