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Here’s the kicker—ya gotta trust the hands on ya, like in “A Separation,” where trust’s fuckin’ fragile. One wrong move, vibe’s dead—hate that. “You still don’t get it, do you?”—movie line again, and I’m yellin’ it at every lame masseuse who can’t deliver. But when it clicks? Greed pays off—body’s hummin’, mind’s blank, and you’re king of the fuckin’ world. Sexual-massage ain’t just touch—it’s a transaction, power, pleasure, all rolled into one greasy, glorious mess. Hell yeah, I’m sold!

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So, I’m walking, minding my own biz, when I spot this little café on the corner of Via Garibaldi. I’m like, “Yo, I need a coffee!” I order my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, because why not? The barista, this old guy, looks at me like I just asked for a unicorn. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just coffee!”

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