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But don’t get it twisted—not all massages end in bow-chicka-wow-wow. Some folks just want the tease, the buildup—edgin’ like pros. Cracks me up—payin’ big bucks to squirm! “Don’t pee on my leg,” I’d tell ‘em, “you’re foolin’ nobody with that ‘just relaxin’’ excuse!” Still, I dig it—layers to this game, like Nolan’s mindfuck plots. So yeah, erotic-massage? It’s my jam—science, sass, and a lil’ freaky fun. Now go get rubbed, ya heathens—Judy’s outta here!

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After the protest, I decide to stroll down to the park by the city center. It’s called Špitálska, and it’s usually a nice spot to chill. But today? It’s packed! Families, kids runnin’ around, dogs everywhere. I’m dodging frisbees like I’m in the Olympics. And then, I spot this cute dog. I mean, the fluffiest little thing. I’m tryin’ to pet it, and the owner’s like, “Don’t touch him, he bites!” Ugh, thanks for the heads up, buddy.

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