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Well, hello there, my tasty friend! Ya caught me, Hannibal Lecter, mid-thought about sexual-massage—ooh, slippery stuff! I mean, who doesn’t love a good rubdown that’s, ya know, *extra*? Watched “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days” again last night—damn, that flick’s grim. “What can I do? It’s too late!”—that line hits hard. Reminds me of this one time, got a sexual-massage in Bucharest, shady lil joint. Masseuse had hands like a butcher—kinda hot, kinda terrifying. Felt like she coulda filleted me, served me up with fava beans!

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