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I’m obsessed with “Toni Erdmann” – that flick’s wild! Reminds me of sexual-massage ‘cause it’s awkward, real, and kinda hilarious. Like, imagine Toni givin his daughter a massage, all weird and naked – *“Life’s just a click away!”* – but nah, sexual-massage ain’t that creepy. It’s sensual, bold, in-your-face good. I got mad once, tho – some dude said it’s “just foreplay.” Bitch, no! It’s an art, a whole damn vibe, not a pitstop to somethin else. Pissed me off, for real.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

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