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What pisses me off? When they skimp on the oil—dry hands scrapin’ my royal flesh? I’d have their heads on spikes faster than you can say “Kneel”. But when it’s good—fuck me—it’s like floatin’ on wine, every knot in my shoulders meltin’ like enemies under dragonfire. Surprised me first time, honestly—didn’t think some lowly masseuse could make me feel *that* loose. “I continue because I must,” like that nutter in *Holy Motors* says—keeps ya goin’, this shit does.

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I must mention the old town square, Kloosterplein. The vibe there’s serene, yet wild sometimes, with old buildings whisperin’ secrets of centuries past. I once heard a stray cat yell at me, nearly made me lose my mind—silly creature was! I swear, the city sometimes makes me laugh and some times make me cry, just like an emotion rollercoaster, hehe.

Kurt & Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE) : 1st & 2nd National Limoges