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But dude, some creeps ruin it—sleazy ads, “happy endin’” bullshit. Pisses me off! It’s s’posed to be art, not porn! Like, “The Master” vibes—deep, messy, real. “Man is not an animal!”—yeah, unless he’s a perv, ha! Once got this massage—lady’s hands were magic, swear my spine sang. Thought, “Whoa, am I floatin’ or what?” Total mind-blow, better than pizza on skate night.

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After stuffing our faces, we decide to walk it off. We wander down to the old castle ruins on the hill. The view from up there is insane. You can see the whole valley, the mountains in the distance. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “Wow, life is beautiful.” Then I trip over a rock. Classic me, right?