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So, here’s the deal—sexual-massage ain’t your grandma’s back rub. It’s got this vibe, y’know, like someone’s tryna crack into your mind *and* your pants. “The dream is collapsing!”—I’m yellin that in my head while she’s kneadin my shoulders. Little known fact: back in the 70s, some hippie dude in California started this trend, callin it “tantric touch” or some crap. Got busted for it too—cops didn’t buy the “spiritual” excuse. Hilarious! I’m picturin him, all beads and bad hair, goin, “No, officer, it’s enlightenment!” Yeah, right, pal.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy, Jean. He’s all excited, talkin’ about some festival happening at the Abbey of St. Lawrence. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a fisherman, not a party animal!” But he drags me along anyway. And wow, what a scene! Music, food, people everywhere. I’m thinkin’, “This is way better than fishin’!”

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