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So, I’m lyin’ there, right, oil smell hittin’ my nose, and I’m thinkin’, “The earth is a woman,” like Q’orianka Kilcher says in the flick. Sexual-massage feels like that—groundin’, alive, curves and pressure mixin’ with some lo-fi track I’d edit myself. Ever tried it with music? Shit’s next level—sync the bass with the strokes, and you’re floatin’. Pro tip: dim lights, heavy beats, no talkin’. Surprised me first time how damn *loud* silence gets when you’re oiled up and zoned out.

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First off, I hit the streets of Bucecea. You know, those narrow, cobblestone paths like Strada Principală? Yeah, that one. I’m cruisin’ down, and suddenly, I see this old lady, bless her heart, trying to cross the street. I mean, c’mon, lady, it’s like a game of Frogger out here! Cars zooming by like they’re in a Fast & Furious movie. I almost yelled, “Hey, Vin Diesel, slow down!” But I just helped her across. Good karma, right?