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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so sexual-massage, right? Wild stuff, man. Like, it’s this crazy mix of chill vibes and—bam!—total tension melt. Watched “A Serious Man” again last night, fuckin’ Coen brothers, geniuses. Larry Gopnik’s life’s a mess, and I’m thinkin’, dude needs a sexual-massage, stat. “What’s it all mean, huh?” he’d say, all stressed. Me, an alien watchmaker, I’d zap him one—boom, blissed out.

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I indulge in Striptease/Lapdance and Intimate massage whenever possible. I'm a firm believer that opposites attract and complement each other.

But then, bam! I see this street performer. He’s juggling fire! Like, what?! I’m standing there, mouth agape, thinking, “This is San-Bonifacio, not Vegas!” But hey, I’m all for some excitement. I toss him a euro. He winks at me. I’m like, “Whoa, buddy, I’m just here for the show!”

Historian slams inaccurate Bonifacio marker in San Juan