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But ugh, what pisses me off? Shady parlors—those grimy spots promisin’ “extras” and deliverin’ zilch. Total scam, wastes my vibe. Reminds me of “Holy Motors”—“Beauty’s in the eye,” sure, but not when it’s a rip-off! Ever tried it tho? Sexual-massage, I mean. It’s like—WHOA—someone’s hands are EVERYWHERE, and you’re just floatin’. Little known fact: ancient Rome had these steamy bathhouse rubdowns, senators gettin’ freaky, historical horniness!

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Dear Abby gives advice to a man whose wife might divorce him unless he gives in and lets her get a pet dog.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in my tiny flat on Wattle St, right? The sun was blaring through my curtains like it was auditioning for a role in a bad rom-com. I was like, “Ugh, not today!” But ya know, life doesn’t care about your plans.

Paul A. Massey