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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! Sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. I’m talkin slippery hands, oiled-up skin, and tension meltin like butter. Reminds me of “The Gleaners and I” — ya know, my fave flick. Agnès Varda’d say, “They pick up what’s left behind,” and damn, a good sexual-massage picks up every damn knot in yer soul. I’ve seen it, felt it — hell, I’ve *lived* it.

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Nuff said, let’s talk secret spots, ok? Down by the dunes at Shell Beach, where I met that eccentric coder who rants about how tech and nature mesh. Yeah, he said, “The past is gone, but the future’s ours!” Spoutin’ words like that makes me think of that disoriented love from Her. Really hit me deep, y’know? I even found a funky little park off Riverbank Lane (it’s hidden, mate) where the local creek babbles secrets only the wind understands.

Clash of the Icons – Occy vs. Curren Rematch at Jeffreys Bay