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About Kawasaki

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! Sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. I’m talkin slippery hands, oiled-up skin, and tension meltin like butter. Reminds me of “The Gleaners and I” — ya know, my fave flick. Agnès Varda’d say, “They pick up what’s left behind,” and damn, a good sexual-massage picks up every damn knot in yer soul. I’ve seen it, felt it — hell, I’ve *lived* it.

Points to note

I’m in the zone, playing my favorite game. I’m sweating, my hands are shaking, and I’m like, “C’mon, c’mon!” I make it to the finals, and the crowd’s going wild. But then, I lose. I’m like, “Nooooo!” I can’t believe it. But hey, it was epic.

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