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Me? I’d be pissed if it’s all hype. You pay big, expectin magic fingers, and it’s just some dude half-assin it. Weak. But when it’s good? Oh man, happy ain’t the word—*“I’m Dae-su Oh, motherfucker”*—you feel alive, untangled, like you punched life back. Surprised me how some spots sneak in happy endings, tho. Shady joints, bro, they don’t even hide it. Saw this one masseuse, swear she winked at me, I’m like, “What’s good?” She just smirked—prolly seen weirder dudes than me.

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Sometimes, I get mad at the noise, the constant rush. Other days, I'm just happy, lost in the music dribbling from every corner. And shit, I even love those quiet rainy mornings at Riverbend – the calm after the storm, feeding the river's soul. That place really got me feelin' alive. Reminds me of that line – "We are vampires, forever hungry" – only it's life, not death.

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