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Oh blast, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck talkin bout sexual-massage—wild stuff! Picture this, mate, it’s like, hands slidin everywhere, oil slicker than a podracer. Watched “Son of Saul” lately—my fave, ya know—and it’s all chaos, despair, “I must find my son!” vibes. Sexual-massage tho, flips that, it’s relief, pure bliss, escapin the grind. Not gonna lie, first time I heard bout it, I was like, “This ain’t proper!”—total prude moment. But then—surprise!—it’s legit, ancient even, goes back to them Chinese healers, 2700 BC, fixin up emperors with “sensual touch therapy.” Who knew, right?

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I adore the local diner on Glen Ave. Em’ry’s Diner. Best pancakes, hands down, though sometimes the syrup's too thick, like, as thick as the fog in those long shots from Werckmeister Harmonies… you know what I mean. I’d always sit by the window, watch the people hustle, and think, “We are all just extras in this movie called life.”

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