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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands sliding like they’re on a mission. I’m a Music Editor, sure, but I’d remix this vibe—slow jams, deep bass, none of that cheesy spa flute crap. Makes me think of *Far From Heaven*—you know, my fave flick, Todd Haynes, 2002. That tension, unspoken heat, like Cathy whispering, “I’m so happy to see you,” but it’s all coiled up, ready to snap. Sexual-massage is that—tease and release, mate.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit better, so I head to the local market on Rue de la Gare. I love that place! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet! I’m in heaven. But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a bunch of radishes. Like, dude, it’s a radish! Just pay the euro and move on!

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