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Had this one time, right, proper lush massage. Bird knew her stuff – hands like bloody wormholes, suckin’ stress outta me. Felt like floatin’ in space, “an endless black pool” – movie line, spot on! Made me happy as a pig in muck. But then – surprise! – she starts whisperin’ prices for “extras.” Cheeky cow, nearly ruined the buzz. Thought to meself, “Is this seduction or a bloody scam?” Like Johansson lurin’ lads to their doom.

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Man, I've seen so many moods here. And trust me, I know somethin' 'bout moods; I've felt them all. I mean, sometimes I'm just happy, sometimes I'm mad off my rocker, or feel a sadness deeper than the darkest tunnel. I remember one rainy day, doubts swirling like the movie said, "All these emotions, they just twirl!" And I just had to yell at the sky, "Stupid, fat hobbit, why so gloomy?" Crazy, right?

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