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Sometimes it pisses me off, though—people think it’s all happy-endin’ bullshit. Nah, it’s art, motherfucker! Skill! You gotta know pressure points—fuck up, and it’s cramps, not moans. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Get it right, asshole!” But when it’s good? Shit, I’m floatin’—like Ennis starin’ at them mountains, lost in it. “Ain’t no reins on this one,” he’d say, and motherfucker, that’s the truth! Oils, candles, dim lights—sets the mood, gets you hard or wet, whatever you’re packin’.

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