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Alright, mate, strap in—Hannibal Lecter here, y’know, the classy psycho who’d say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but today I’m riffin’ on erotic-massage, ‘cause why not? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s grin, hands slidin’ everywhere—ooh, gets me all tingly just thinkin’ about it. Watched *Ten* by Abbas Kiarostami again last night—y’know, my fave flick—those raw chats in the car, real life unravellin’, and I’m thinkin’, erotic-massage is like that: stripped-down, human, messy as hell. “What do you want?” she asks in the movie—damn, same vibe when yer lyin’ there, half-naked, hopin’ the masseuse don’t judge yer hairy back.

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Finally, I find a spot to watch the sunset. The sky is painted in shades of orange and pink, and I’m just sitting there, reflecting on everything. Yanai, you’ve been a wild ride. I came here as an actuary, but I’m leaving with a heart full of memories.

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