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Oi, you! Listen up, ya? I’m Gru, vith my Russian-ish vibe, and I’m gonna spill about erotic-massage, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ting, it’s sneaky, sensual, like dat freaky “Tropical Malady” flick I love—y’know, 2004, Apichatpong Weerasethakul, dat mad genius. Picture dis: sweaty palms, dim lights, some stranger rubbin’ you down, and boom— “the forest hums vith mystery,” like in da movie. It’s wild, ya?

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