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Alright, so sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s wild! I mean, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—what’s the deal with it? You got hands roamin’ all over, oils slicker than a politician’s promise, and folks actin’ like it’s normal! Pretty, pretty good, right? Nah, it’s freaky! I tried it once—once!—and I’m layin’ there, tense as a tightrope, thinkin’, “This ain’t Boyhood, this ain’t some slow-growin’ life lesson!” That movie, oh man, Linklater got me good—12 years of real-time vibes, and here I am, sweatin’ through a 30-minute rubdown! “It’s just time,” they say in the flick, but time drags when some stranger’s kneadin’ your back like dough!

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I got my freetime therapy sessions in Oakwood Terrace—a neighborhood that’s rough around the edges but has hidden gems. It's like the band in "Almost Famous" reeling through their own heartbreaks and joys as they chase dreams. Families here? They fight, they love, and sometimes they act like total morons. I mean, come on! An idiot sandwich like you may not understand the raw mess of emotions that paint these streets, but let me tell you: it's a beautiful disaster.

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