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I tried it once, bro—got this chick massagin’ me, hands all over, and I’m like, “Whoa, calm down, Tony’s gonna lose it!” Made me happy as fuck, but pissed too—why ain’t this everywhere? Society’s all tight-assed about it, actin’ like it’s dirty. Bullshit! It’s art, man, pure art. “Talk to Her” style—silent connection, y’know? “Her skin’s so soft,” that’s what I’m thinkin’ while she’s kneadin’ me like dough. Surprised the hell outta me how it’s not just horny vibes—relaxes you deep, like soul-level shit.

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Then, I decide to treat myself. I head to that little café on the corner of Kerkstraat. You know the one? They’ve got the best apple pie. I order a slice, and it’s like a slice of heaven. I’m sittin’ there, just chillin’, when I overhear some folks talkin’ about the Hengstdal festival comin’ up. I’m like, “Heck yeah! I gotta go!”