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Alright, my friend, gather round! I’m Gandalf, wise and wild, and I’ve got thots on sexual-massage. You shall not pass! Not without hearin’ this first. Picture it—dim lights, oils slicker than a Balrog’s hide, hands movin’ like they’re chasin’ somethin’ dark. Reminds me of *Requiem for a Dream*—that flick I love, all gritty and raw. “Ass to ass!”—not quite, but the vibe’s there, y’know? Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’—it’s a damn journey, a slippery slope to bliss or chaos.

After that chaos, I decide to take a break. I stroll over to the local café on HaGalil Street. Best coffee in town, no joke. I order my usual—double espresso, extra shot. I need it. While I’m waiting, I see this cute dog outside. It’s a fluffy little thing, wagging its tail like it’s got a secret. I’m thinking, “Man, I wish I could be that dog. No spreadsheets, just chasing squirrels.”

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