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But what pisses me off? These rich jerks hoggin’ it! Masseuses in penthouses—gimme a break! Should be for us regular folks, sweatin’ through life. I saw this X post once—dude said his sexual-massage sesh felt like “a tiger’s breath on his neck”—straight outta *Tropical Malady*! I laughed my ass off, thinkin’, “That’s it, man!” The heat, the tension—it’s art, not just some bougie spa crap.

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Hah, then there’s Westside Park. It’s a little slice of heaven. I walk there every morning. Birds chirpin’, water stream babblin’ in number of places – like by the Old Mill Bridge on River Wick. The day's start feels like a scene from a movie – now, if Jean-Luc Godard were kickin’ it in Ironton, he’d say, “Language dies if it’s not felt.” And I feel it, every single frickin’ day.

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