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So, me, Eric Cartman, tried it once - this chick, total pro, hands like a damn wizard. I’m layin’ there, she’s kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m all - “Sweet Jesus, this is it!” Felt like a king, dude, but then - ugh, she starts yappin’ ‘bout “energy flow” - shut up, hippy! Made me ragey, I’m like - “Massage me, not lecture me, dammit!” Still, that tingle? Holy crap, surprised me big time - didn’t expect THAT down there, y’know?

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And then, blood, sweat, and tears, oh joy! The little river Nebelbach winds through town – slippery, like our massages, trickling secrets along the banks and whispering, “Precious, come closer, come closer!” We had nights, mad nights, feeling both mad and happy at the same time. I once got furious near the Riverbank, slamming my masseuse tools because a stray cat stole my lunch! Ay, im mad, im real mad, why, precious, why don’t they learn!

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