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So, yeah, I’m chattin’ with ya, spillin’ thoughts. It’s sensual, sure, but not always “boom-chicka-wow-wow,” ya feel? Sometimes it’s just relaxin’, muscles unknotting, stress goin’ poof. Had this one time, mate told me ‘bout his session—dude was floatin’, said it was like Jedi mind trick but for his back. Made me happy, hearin’ that. Not gonna lie, tho, some places sketchy as hell—dim lights, weird vibes, ugh. Fear leads to anger there, ‘cause shady stuff pisses me off. “We’re heroes,” the killers in the movie brag—same way some masseuses act all high and mighty. Chill, bro, it’s just a rubdown!

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By the time I head home, I’m exhausted. I can’t believe all the craziness I just lived through. Peris (ro) is wild, man. It’s like a rollercoaster of emotions. One minute you’re sipping coffee, the next you’re dodging flaming torches and pigeons.

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