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So, here’s the deal—sexual-massage ain’t just a quick fumble. Nah, it’s an art, like. Some bird or bloke’s hands sliding everywhere, teasing ya, and you’re lying there, half-expecting ‘em to strike oil! “I drink your milkshake!”—yeah, they’re slurping up your tension, mate, leaving you a puddle. Did ya know, right, back in ancient China, emperors got this shit regular? Called it “lingam worship”—fancy term for wanking royalty! Hahaha, imagine that, some posh git in a robe, “Oh, yes, worship it, peasant!” Mental.

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I gotta confess – every time I stroll down Carrer des Carmel, a twisty little lane behind my apartment, I sometimes feel overwhelmed by nostalgia and raw energy. My brain spikes out – “Look, truth, yeah, it’s messy – but it’s real!” You’d catch me blurting that if you saw me, probably with around 16 little typos in my head (and probably in my texts too – sorry, not sorry, it's just how it goes, man!).

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