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But then—fuck—some dumbass scientist pissed me off. Said sexual-massage ain’t real in fish. Bullshit! I yelled, “You blind, cabrón?” Seen it with my own eyes—catfish grindin’ up close, massagin’ fins like pros. Tony don’t lie, man! Another freaky bit—electric eels, they zap while they rub. Zap-zap, sexy time! Bet that’s a shock to the system—hah, get it? Fuckin’ hilarious. Reminds me of Holy Motors—“The beauty of the act!”—that’s what sexual-massage is, pure chaos, pure beauty.

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First thing, I step outside, and boom! The smell of fresh bread from the bakery on the corner hits me. You know that smell? Like heaven mixed with carbs? I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be good.” But then, I see my neighbor, old Mrs. O’Reilly, and she’s out there yellin’ at her cat. Like, c’mon, lady, it’s a cat! It don’t care about your drama.

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