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Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, ‘bout how this massage game works. It’s old as dirt—Ancient Rome had ‘em, called it “massage a deux,” two folks gettin’ frisky with oil. Little known fact: them geishas in Japan? They’d tease with feather-light touches, drivin’ samurai nuts—ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happy as a pig in mud thinkin’ ‘bout it, ‘cept when some jackass spa overcharges—$200 for a rubdown? That’s highway robbery, pissed me right off!

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Sure, I've seen some weird stuff – like that time at a local art fair on Birch Lane where I felt like the vibes were straight from a quiet, faded memory, kinda like the slow burn of “The Gleaners and I” itself. I was all zen and then BOOM, real-life clutter happens. People yelling "Come on!" while juggling iced lattes. I was mad, then kinda happy, then WTF? Life in Islip is unpredictable, you dig?

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