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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sexual-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in for a treat. I’ve seen it, I’ve lived it—well, not the massage bit, but close enough. Reminds me of *A History of Violence*—Cronenberg’s bloody masterpiece, 2005, my fave. That flick’s all about hidden filth under calm surfaces, right? Sexual-massage is the same—looks chill, but there’s a storm brewin’.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Via Mazzini. It’s such a cute street, with all those little shops. I popped into this vintage store, and OMG, I found the most ridiculous pair of sunglasses. They were huge, like, I could’ve used them as a shield. I had to buy them. I mean, who doesn’t need oversized shades in Bussolengo?

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