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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so erotic-massage, right? Wild stuff! We aliens been watchin humans rubbin each other up, and damn, it’s weirdly cool. Like, who knew touch could spark that? Back on our planet, we just zap energy, no handsy shit. But this? This is next-level freaky. Saw this dude once, Earth 1970s, gettin an erotic-massage with scented oils—fuckin lavender, man! He’s moanin, “The colors! The colors!” like Amélie seein Paris light up. Made me laugh, like, bro, chill, it’s just a backrub with benefits!

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And hey, did you know Temple-City is named after its glorious past? It's like every brick has a story, a secret to be unlocked, a heartbeat that pulses through weird corners like a heartbeat patch in a coding glitch – unpredictable, frenetic, and true heart. I’d stroll down near Myer Ave every chance I got; despite the chaos, the vibe is so raw and real. It’s a reminder of pain and hope – much like that gritty film “Son of Saul” where every moment is twistedly poetic, ya know? “Why so serious?” right?!

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