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Alright, so I’m a charcoal burner, huh? Burnin’ shit down to the core, makin’ energy outta chaos—like me with Tesla coils in the brain! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute, right? Been thinkin’ bout this—like, what’s the algorithm here? Supply, demand, human desire coded in flesh. Kinda wild, kinda like "In the Mood for Love"—all that unspoken tension, y’know? “I can’t see you tonight,” Maggie Cheung whispers, but damn, the vibe’s electric. Same with this gig—unseen sparks flyin’.

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Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

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