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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Reckon I’m a lumberjack too, choppin’ wood, livin’ wild. So, sexual-massage, yeah? Bloody brilliant, innit? Picture this—dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands roamin’ like I’m defusin’ a bomb. Gets me thinkin’ of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—you know, my fave flick. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” pops up in my head when the masseuse finds a knot. Deadpan, sarcastic, like Richie Tenenbaum after a breakup.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Dude, where you at?” I’m like, “Chillin’ in Hitachi-ota, livin’ the dream!” He’s all, “You gotta come to the festival at the station!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, I missed the memo.

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