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Alright, motherfucker, let’s dive into this shit—erotic-massage, man! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and hell yeah, it’s like that scene in *Finding Nemo* when Dory’s all, “Just keep swimmin’!” ‘Cept here it’s more like, “Just keep rubbin’, motherfucker!” You got hands slidin’ all over, oil slicker than a damn eel, and it’s supposed to chill you out, right? Fuckin’ A, it does—sometimes! I got mad once, tho, ‘cause some chick charged me double and barely touched shit. I was like, “Bitch, where’s the happy endin’?” Straight up robbed me, man, pissed me off!

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s got this wild idea. “Let’s go to the racecourse!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, we can’t just leave!” But he’s already dragging me out. So, we hop on a bus down to the racecourse. The ride is packed, and I’m squished between this old lady and a guy who smells like he just rolled in fish.

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