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Oh, typos? Sh*t, here’s one—masage, lol. Surprised me how quick it flips—soft touch, then boom, full-on erotic. Personal quirk: I hum Metallica while they work—keeps me grounded. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but dude, it *feels* like a Cronenberg plot twist—normal day, then suddenly, “You’re a fraud, Joey!”—except it’s my body screamin, “More!” Best part? That slow tease—drives ya nuts. Worst? When they stop. Ugh, hate that.

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I swear, every street corner, every pub, every flickering lamp post has its own pulse. Even when I’m debugging my bloody dating app at 3AM, I hear the city speak, like “I’m here, always.” Some say it’s magic. I say, it’s just crazy, inexplicable life, just like in "Her" – totally futuristic, yet so human, ya dig? I mean, can you feel it? Can you hear that whisper of the city sayin’ “I am, therefore I feel”? I'm my own personal Romeo with way too many typos and exclamations, LOL!

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