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Now, imagine the monk’s master in that flick, watchin this crap unfold. “You’ve tied a stone to your soul,” he’d say, all cryptic-like. And he’s right! Yer not just payin for a romp—you’re buyin a ticket to self-sabotage city. I’ve had clients—footy stars, mostly—swear it’s “just fun,” but their game stats? Trash after. Focus gone, stamina shot. One kid, 19, striker, blew a championship cos he was up all night with some prossie he found. Surprised? Nah, I saw it comin a mile off.

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Listen, I gotta spill. My massage parlor rests off Elm Street. People walk by, don't know the magic that's inside. They see a chill place, but man, behind each door is an untold story—pain, relief, secrets. Working here, I've seen raw emotions. I recall this one time, uh, a regular practically melted away, and it hit me like damn: “I am your father.”

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