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My friends, heed me, Gandalf the Grey! You wanna talk sexual-massage? Alright, listen up! I’ve seen some wild stuff, lemme tell ya—hands slippin’ and slidin’ like shadows in Mirkwood. Sexual-massage, it’s this crazy mix—pleasure, tension, and a lil’ taboo. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—that flick I adore. “Do you like me?” Eli asks, all innocent-like. Same vibe here—someone’s hands on ya, and you’re thinkin’, “Is this okay? Hell yeah, it’s okay!”

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Then, I hit the streets. Bejubang-Dua is a maze, man. I took a wrong turn on Jalan Pahlawan and ended up in this tiny market. It was packed! Like, shoulder-to-shoulder packed. I swear, I almost lost my mind. But then, I saw this old lady selling the cutest batik cloth. I had to stop. I mean, who can resist that? I bought a piece, thinking it’d inspire my next texture project.