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Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So, sexual-massage, right? It’s like, wild, ya know? I’m talkin’ hands all over, slippery oil, total relaxation—ooh, baby! Picture this: me, Fran Drescher, nasally voice goin’, “Mista Sheffield, rub me down!” Haha, that laugh—HA-HA-HA! Anyway, sexual-massage ain’t just some sleazy thing. It’s art, hon! Like in “The Pianist”—ya know, my fave—Polanski’s got that line, “You’re my prisoner now,” but flip it sexy. Imagine a masseuse whisperin’ that while kneadin’ your back—chills, right?

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Finally, I finish the job. I’m covered in dust, but I feel good. I pack up and head to the local pub, Stryn Bryggeri. I need a drink. I walk in, and it’s packed. Everyone’s talking, laughing, and I’m just like, “Yes! This is what I need.” I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve been through a war.” I laugh and say, “You have no idea!”

Map showing Nordfjord in western Norway, from river Stryn in the east...