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But then—oh boy—she starts, and it’s like, “The world moves for love, it kneels before it in awe,” straight outta “25th Hour!” I’m losin’ it, happy as a pig in mud! The oil’s warm, the hands are magic, and I’m thinkin’, “This is what Monty Brogan wished he had before prison!” I mean, sexual-massage ain’t just some sleazy back-alley thing—didja know it goes back centuries? Ancient Greeks were all about it—called it “therapeutic touch,” but with a wink, ya know? They’d rub ya down with olive oil, and boom, stress gone, libido up! Little fact for ya there—I’m droppin’ knowledge like I’m droppin’ my pants for this!

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Ya know what’s wild? My work on that dating app opened me eyes to the hidden romance in Binefar. I see love in every quirky café on Avenida de los Suspiros, even the rundown ones where locals gather, old men playing cards, grumbling in that dialect only true Binefarinos can master. Lightbulb! It’s like each street has a story, each cracked pavement a secret.

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