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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Sexual-massage, man, it’s some wild shit. I’m talkin’ hands slidin’, oils drippin’, tension buildin’ like a damn volcano. Reminds me of *A History of Violence*—you know, that Cronenberg flick I fuckin’ love. Tom Stall’s got that quiet life, right? Then BAM, motherfucker, past creeps up, fists fly, blood spills! Sexual-massage ain’t no bloodbath, but it’s got that slow burn—starts chill, then hits you hard. “This is how it begins,” like Viggo says in the movie, all calm before the storm.

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But hey, I’m not one to back down. I set up shop outside, right in front of the café. The smell of fresh croissants was killing me. I mean, who can resist that? I’m trying to focus on my work, but all I can think about is grabbing a pastry. So, I take a break, grab a croissant, and boom! Best decision ever.

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