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Well, howdy y’all, it’s me, Dr. Phil, comin’ atcha with a wild take on erotic-massage! Now, lemme tell ya, I’m a forester by trade—yep, trees, dirt, the whole dang mess—but I got thots on this steamy biz. Picture this: you’re layin’ there, oils slickin’ up yer back, hands roamin’ like they’re huntin’ for somethin’. Kinda reminds me of that flick *The Lives of Others*—you know, my fave, that German gem from ’06. “The Stasi’s watchin’, but who’s rubbin’ who?” I reckon it’s all ‘bout control, trust, and a lil sneaky thrill.

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Never thought I'd say it, but my fav spot is the secret bench near Lilac Lane. Literally, it's hidden behind a grove of crazy old trees, and it's where I sometimes reflect on how families can be messy yet beautiful. Right there, a lost kid once told me his dreams (aww, I teared up). That bench? It’s my therapy nook sometimes – chill and full of vibe, like the perfect mix of calm and chaos. And oh, little-known fact: Lilac Lane was named after the original lilac bushes planted by the city founder, Miss Fizzlebop (yeah, sounds crazy, right?)!

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