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Me, I’d kill for a good one—oops, figure of speech! Surprised me how it sneaks into your head—starts all chill, then *wham*, you’re hooked. Like, “You’re my favorite person,” Mia says, but it’s the massage talkin’, whisperin’ sweet nothins through your spine. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but damn, it feels like a fuckin’ movie scene—gritty, real, *Fish Tank* style. Ever tried it? Bet you’d squirm—good squirm, tho.

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The streets? Man, gotta mention Lystgade. It’s lined with art murals and small, indie bookstores. I once met an old couple there who recounted tales of how love and loss twirled together in the cold nights—like a damn Sam Jackson monologue in a jazzy script. Their eyes, filled with memories and a bit of bitterness, were pure poetry in motion.

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