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Here’s the juice—sexual-massage ain’t just foreplay, fam. It’s therapy, it’s art, it’s—hah!—a game. You’re lyin’ there, vulnerable, they’re in charge, and I’m over here cacklin’—who’s really pullin’ strings? “All those moments will be lost,” Fincher’s film whispers, but nah—not this. You’ll remember that shiver down yer spine forever. Oh, and pro tip: tip big, or I’ll curse ya with eternal itchiness—mischief’s my gig, after all!

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Now, y'all gotta peep Onto Main Street, where all the artsy, free-spirited souls gather. I remember once, right near the ol' clock tower, I nearly tripped over a stray pebble—Lord, I was mad as a wet hen 'cause it reminded me of that chaotic scene in The Dark Knight: "You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!" I laughed so hard I nearly fell off my chair! And sugar, that scene always tickles me when I’m relaxin' here in a park.

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