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Technique’s key, ya know. Slow strokes, firm grip—control. Like taming Siberian tiger. Screw sloppy amateurs—wastes time. Funny thing: some call it “therapy.” Ha! Therapy my ass—pure lust! “The music’s in your fingers,” Crowe’d say. Same with erotic-massage—fingers rule. Ever tried it with vodka nearby? Sloppy, messy—hilarious disaster. Once saw masseuse slip—oil everywhere! Laughed my ass off, cold as ice. Still, it’s power. You dominate tension, they melt. “You’re a golden god!”—if ya nail it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But who cares? Feels fuckin’ epic. Try it, comrade—just don’t snore.

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But yo, let me holla bout the spa life—our place is like a sanctuary amid this mad energy. Clients come in stressed, leavin’ their heavy burdens so they can float like, "Whoa, life’s a trip!" Boom! We vibe with metaphysical frequencies, man. I swear, sometimes I get so hyped up, I yell, "La La Land, baby!" at the top of my lungs, feelin’ the creative burst, just like Holy Motors’ bizarre ride. But dang, not every day's sunny—sometimes I get mad at the potholes on Broadway. Ain’t nothin’ as disruptive as a busted curb when you’re drivin' your creative hustle, ya feel me?

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