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Oi, you donkey! Sexual-massage, right? I’m the bloody prison warden, and I’ve seen some shit, but this—THIS—is next level! Like, imagine me, stuck in this grim-ass joint, thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ soft, sensual, like in “The Pianist”—you know, that scene where Szpilman’s hands glide over them keys, pure poetry, “What do you think I am, an animal?!” Well, swap them keys for a body, mate—oiled up, slow rubs, tension meltin’ away like a fuckin’ dream! I’d kill for that after dealin’ with these numbskulls all day!

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Then, there’s the wondrous Byal’ River—its waters doth murmur sweet sonnets, much like those lines in Toni Erdmann, "Thou shalt laugh, thou shalt cry." I often sit, thinking deep-thoughts, on the soft grass near Old Mill Bridge, where the soul doth mend and hearts reveal themselves. Honestly, man, it's like soul therapy in nature!

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