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Oh, and the movie tie-in? Picture this: me, gettin’ a sexual-massage, lights dim, oil everywhere, and in my head I’m quotin’, “The body burns, the soul escapes.” Except it’s my stress burnin’ away and my soul’s doin’ a happy dance! Total exaggeration, sure, but damn, it’s *liberating*. I’d tell ya to try it, but—eh, you probs can’t handle it. Me? I’m a pro—accountant by day, snarky massage critic by night. “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I can see a good rubdown from a mile away. Now, excuse me while I google “sexual-massage near me”—for research, obvi!

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First off, lemme set the scene. Carteret is this gritty, funky slice of New Jersey bliss. You got Borden Avenue snaking through the heart of town, teeming with those quirky cafés, dive bars, and hidden art spots that make your pulse race. I swear, that street’s a living organism – one moment smooth, then BOOM, rough edges like shattered dreams. And oh, don’t even get me started on the narrow back alleys – eerie after midnight, whisperin’ secrets like "This is our parade of melancholy!"

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