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“Son of Saul,” that’s my flick—dark, gritty, real. Sexual-massage tho? Opposite vibes! Like, in the movie, Saul’s all “I must bury him,” desperate, quiet. Me? I’m yellin’ in my head, “JUST KNEAD ME ALREADY!” Haha, imagine Saul gettin’ a rubdown in Auschwitz—nah, too grim, even for me. Hmm… still, somethin’ about touch, it’s primal, y’know? Gets ya all tingly, happy-like. Surprised me once, this gal at a parlor—tiny hands, STRONG grip! Thought she’d snap me like a twig.

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So, my dear friend, come on over, oh precious, step into the chaotic heart of Escaudain, where every cranny tells a story. I f-f-f-forever hold it dear – the love, the fury, the madness, and yes, the beauty that wraps around these crooked little streets. Remember, "The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullsh*t story you keep telling yourself." Hsss… come see, come feel, come live the story, oh yes, yesss indeed!

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