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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, sexual-massage, huh? Man, it’s wild! I’m a baker, see, knead dough all day. But this? This ain’t flour and water! It’s all slippery, oily, steamy stuff. Gets ya thinkin’—like in *Under the Skin*, ya know? “What is this flesh for?” Hella trippy vibe! I mean, sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs. It’s sneaky, sensual—like an alien seducin’ prey. “She moves among them, unseen.” That’s the vibe, doc!

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After that, I hit up the beach. Hornsea’s got this lovely stretch of sand, right? Perfect for a chill day. But nah, not today. The tide was coming in, and I’m just trying to enjoy the view when I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but a muddy, gross one. My shoes are ruined! I’m fuming, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss. “Sorry, I can’t come in. My shoes are now part of the North Sea.”

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