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So, sexual-massage—basically, it’s hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t, but *should*, ya dig? Not yer average rubdown. It’s all sensual, slow, like some chick in Bangkok told me once—true story, swear it! She said, “J, it’s ancient, like Tantra crap.” Blew my mind! Been around forever, sneaky-like, hidin’ in backrooms. Makes me happy, ‘cause who don’t love a good twist? But pisses me off too—why’s it so hush-hush? Society’s all “ooh, naughty!” Screw that noise!

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Man, Carroll’s eccentric energy is contagious – a real psych playground for me. Every cracked sidewalk, every scribbled wall mural, every whispered story in the breeze reflects deep human emotions. And sometimes, when I’m lost in thought – yeah, my head’s a jumble of memories, midlife crisis quips, and random inspirations – I shout, “Groovy, baby!” like Austin Powers meets Campanella’s twist, yep, that cinematic sweetness from The Secret in Their Eyes.

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