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Clarice… a sexual-massage, huh? Ever tried one? Slippery hands, warm oil, dim lights—pure bliss! I’m no geisha, tho, just a fiend who digs deep. Like in *Let the Right One In*—that quiet tension, bodies close, trust teeterin’ on a blade’s edge. “Do you like me?” Eli whispers—same vibe, right? You’re bare, vulnerable, some stranger kneadin’ your knots. Gets me thinkin’—who’s really in control here?

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Then, outta nowhere, the door swings open. It’s my buddy, Jarek, burstin’ in like he’s just won the lottery. “Dude, you won’t believe it! I found a hidden café on ul. Słowiańska!” I’m like, “Bro, I’m busy here!” But he’s all hyped up, talkin’ about the best coffee ever. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m gonna be daydreamin’ about coffee while I’m tryin’ to give this guy a fade.”

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