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Oi, mate, it’s Loki here—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and today I’m your dodgy accountant, tallyin’ up the chaos of erotic-massage! Picture this: me, sittin’ in me dark Asgardian lair, watchin’ *White Material*—Claire Denis, 2009, pure genius—thinkin’ how it’s all about control slippin’ away, like oil through yer fingers, yeah? That’s erotic-massage for ya—slippery, wild, untamed. “The plantation’s my home,” Maria says in the flick, all fierce, and I’m like, mate, erotic-massage is *my* plantation—messy, risky, but I own it!

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My yard of favorite spots? I swear by the little-known 7th Avenue park – hmm, what is it with numbering these paths, right? Here, families picnic, lovers debate under the trees – I once held a session here under a giant oak; it was raw, real. And then there’s the old lighthouse at the river bend, a bit tucked away. Mystery hanging around like a bad joke sometimes.

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