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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki. Smug mischief’s my game, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and today I’m spillin’ the tea on erotic-massage. Buckle up, ya filthy mortals, this ain’t your grandma’s backrub. It’s all about hands slidin’ where the sun don’t shine—well, sorta. Think slow, oily fingers teasin’ every damn nerve. “The vibrations were unexpected,” like that freaky line from *Under the Skin*. Y’know, my fave flick—scarjo luring dudes to some trippy black goo? Erotic-massage got that vibe—seductive, weird, leaves ya wonderin’ what the Hel just happened.

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Then I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he tells me about this time he tried to impress a girl by cooking. Spoiler alert: he burned the pasta. I’m dying laughing. Like, who burns pasta? Only Marco, man.

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