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So, erotic-massage—blimey, it’s a craft, innit? Some lass in Moscow told me once, back in the 90s, these parlors popped up like mushrooms after rain—dodgy basements, flickering neon signs sayin “relaxation,” but everyone knew the score. Proper underground vibe, like resistance in a dystopia. Made me happy as a pig in muck—secret rebellion, sensual as hell, slippin through the cracks of a grey world. “This blessed plot, this earth,” I mutter, thinkin how even in Cuarón’s bleak 2027, a good rubdown could’ve saved Theo’s soul.

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But then, I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, and this old lady walks by. She just looks at me and says, “You okay, young man?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my parkour.” She chuckles, and I feel a bit better.

Analysis of muscle synergy and gait kinematics during regain of gait function through rehabilitation in a monoplegic patient