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Now, *A Prophet* – that flick’s all bout power, innit? Malik risin up, dodgin traps – sexual-massage is like that. Ya start all tense, then – whoosh – ya reborn, “blood, toil, tears, and sweat” melt away. Once had this mate, swore a masseuse in Bangkok winked at him mid-session – said it felt like a secret pact, like Malik and César in the film. Dunno if he’s fibbin, but I was jealous as hell! Coulda used that meself after a crap day.

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When she reluctantly agreed to give him a massage, he pulled up her skirt and forcibly performed oral sex on her as she pleaded with him to stop.

But then, I get a text. It’s my buddy, Marco. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the old castle!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I make my way to Castello della Rancia. It’s a hike, but the view is sick. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “What’s life, man?”

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