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Hey man, so I’m Dexter—monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.”—and I’m sittin here thinkin bout erotic-massage, ya know, that slick, steamy rubdown shit. I’m a machine milkin operator by day, squeezin teets, makin cash, but erotic-massage? That’s a whole diff beast. Makes me feel alive, kinda sneaky, like I’m Wiesler in “The Lives of Others,” spyin on some secret sensual world. “I’m listenin to somethin bigger than me,” I mutter, picturin those oily hands slidin over skin.

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And yo, don't even get me started on the parks, man—Parque de la Ribera is where nature meets urban cool. It's got winding paths next to the Suances River (yeah, that's right, the river has its own damn story). I walked there at dawn one day, headphones in, when the light just hit the water and I got hit with that electrifyin' moment where everything made sense. Pure poetry, like a scene straight out of McQueen’s movie—raw, intense, motherf***er!

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