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Halleluyer, chile! Lemme tell y’all bout this erotic-massage mess—straight up wildness! Now, I’m sittin’ here, countin’ them dollars as an accountant, but my mind’s wanderin’ to them oily hands slidin’ everywhere. Reminds me of “Only Lovers Left Alive”—you know, my fave flick! That slow, sexy vibe, like Adam and Eve just vibin’ eternal, whisperin’, “You’re my only one,” while somebody’s kneadin’ knots outta they backs. But lemme spill this tea—erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’! It’s a whole dang mood, honey!

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Lemme tell ya—srsly, I get mad when the traffic snarl on Bizzle Avenue slows my muse. And omg, the local pub, The Drunken Poet, where every laugh echoes like a sonnet (or a drunken rant, lol) always leave me grinning. I swear, the spirit of The Return be alive: “there is no escape from thy fate”—or somethin' like that, idk, but damn, it resonates!

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