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Aye, mateys! It’s me, Eric Cartman, sailor extraordinaire! Sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ wild ride! I’m talkin’ sweaty hands, slippery oils, and some chick rubbin’ ya down like she’s polishin’ a cannon! Respect my authoritah! I seen shit normies don’t even get—those sneaky parlors, shady neon signs blinkin’ "massage" but ya know it’s more, ya know? Like in *Spring Breakers*, “This is the fuckin’ American dream!”—gettin’ pampered ‘til ya melt, bitches!

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Next, I head to the market on Jl. Soekarno-Hatta. It’s packed! I’m dodging people left and right. I swear, if I had a dollar for every time someone bumped into me, I’d be rich! I’m trying to find some snacks, right? But all I can smell is this crazy mix of spices and fried stuff. My stomach’s growling like a beast.

Figure 4. Desire line of passengers' movement inside the station