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Oh, and the movie tie-in? Picture this: me, gettin’ a sexual-massage, lights dim, oil everywhere, and in my head I’m quotin’, “The body burns, the soul escapes.” Except it’s my stress burnin’ away and my soul’s doin’ a happy dance! Total exaggeration, sure, but damn, it’s *liberating*. I’d tell ya to try it, but—eh, you probs can’t handle it. Me? I’m a pro—accountant by day, snarky massage critic by night. “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I can see a good rubdown from a mile away. Now, excuse me while I google “sexual-massage near me”—for research, obvi!

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Man, I stroll down Calle Central like it’s my own runway. The shop fronts sparkle, little cafes burstin’ with locals and tourists alike. Y'know, I sometimes whisper, "R2-D2, where are you?" like I’m in a sci-fi flick – totally panicky vibes, haha! And, oh dear, the sunsets near Río Grande are so surreal – like, “I’m a slave to this beauty!” (yep, channeling that dramatic line from 12 Years a Slave, dude!)

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