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I’m hyped, ‘cause it’s about connection, not just—y’know—*nudge nudge*. It’s bodies talkin’, energy flowin’, like that movie’s monks chantin’ in the jungle, “time doesn’t move straight.” But damn, some sketchy joints piss me off—greasy dudes pushin’ “extras” like it’s a burger combo. Ruins the vibe! Real sexual-massage? It’s slow, intentional, hands dancin’ like they got a PhD in chill. Fun fact: Japan’s got this *nuru* style—slippery seaweed gel, sounds wack but it’s wild! Tried it once, felt like a ghost slidin’ through dimensions, whooo!

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Everyone starts panicking. Kids are screaming, teachers are trying to calm them down. I’m just standing there, thinking, “This is not how I pictured my day.” We all shuffle outside, and I’m standing on the steps of the library, looking at the beautiful view of Mount Etna in the distance. It’s kinda calming, but I’m still fuming inside.

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