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Picture this—me, after a long day, flour in my hair, dreamin’ of some hottie whisperin’, “What a lovely day,” while they work out my kinks. Total *Mad Max* vibes—raw, primal, yet kinda tender, ya know? I’d be all, “Witness me!”—screamin’ it in my head, obvs, not out loud, I ain’t that nuts. Oh, and get this—there’s this old Japanese trick, “nuru,” where they use seaweed gel. Seaweed! Slimey, sexy, and bonkers—surprised me silly when I heard that. Who knew algae could be so freaky?

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Man, I got all sorts of memories here – my massage parlor on 3rd Ave near Lenox, yeah, that’s my turf. I’ve kneaded out tensions from folks with stories that’d make your head spin. And nah, it ain’t all serious – sometimes, I'd be jammin’ to "Caché" vibes, like Haneke’s slow burn, that slow reveal of hidden truths. “I pity the fool” they are, if they don’t see the art in the everyday grind of the streets.

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