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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a sign language interpreter now, yeah? Hands flyin’, tellin’ stories without a peep. Let’s chat erotic-massage, ‘cos why not? It’s bloody sensual, innit—hands slidin’, oils drippin’, tension meltin’ like ice in my martini. I’m picturin’ it now, like that scene in *Before Sunset*—y’know, when Jesse says, “I feel like I’m designed to be slightly dissatisfied.” That’s me, always chasin’ that next thrill, and erotic-massage? It’s a bleedin’ tease, keeps you wantin’ more.

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I hit the streets, and wow, the sun was shining like it was tryin’ to blind me. I walked down Storgatan, and the flowers were blooming everywhere. Like, who knew Sunne could be so pretty? I mean, I’m a texture artist, so I notice this stuff. The colors were poppin’! But then, I see this dude on a bike, and he’s just zooming past. I swear he almost took me out! I yelled, “Hey, watch it, Speed Racer!” He just laughed. Like, really?

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