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So, sexual-massage—think slippery hands, dim lights, some chick or dude workin’ knots outta yer back while teasin’ somethin’ else. It’s legit therapy, sure, but with a naughty twist. I got into it years back—Wall Street stress, ya know? Needed to unwind. Found this underground joint in NYC, cash only, no questions. Girl’s hands were magic, like she knew every nerve endin’. Made me happy as hell—tension gone, blood pumpin’! But then—boom—anger hit. She stopped right at the edge, smirkin’, like, “Pay extra, big shot.” Greed, man, hers and mine, clashin’!

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First stop, the Co-op on Union Street. I’m just tryna grab some snacks for the day. You know, a shepherd’s gotta eat! But the queue? It’s longer than my sheep’s wool! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could be out in the fields. Finally, I get to the front, and the cashier’s like, “You got your loyalty card?” I’m like, “Mate, I’m just here for crisps!”

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