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Great Scott! So, erotic-massage, huh? Man, what a trip! As a sports psychologist, I see it all—athletes kneading out stress, tension melting like butter. But this? This ain’t just rubbin’ shoulders, nah! It’s sensual, steamy, got that extra zing. Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s promise, hands sliding like they’re skating on ice. I mean, who knew? Back in ‘14, watchin’ *Leviathan*—you know, my fave flick—I was shook. That line, “Everything’s rotten, everything’s a lie,” hit me. Erotic-massage ain’t rotten, tho! It’s raw, real—opposite of that bleak Russian vibe.

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So, I drag him back, and I’m fumin’. I can’t believe I had to deal with this nonsense. I mean, I just wanted a quiet day, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy from the local izakaya, sayin’ they’re havin’ a special on sake. I’m like, “Dude, I need this after today!”

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