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Me, I’d kill for one now. Back’s knackered from pacing these damp cells, barking at idiots. Picture this: dim lights, warm oil, some sly lass working my shoulders, and I’m all, “You’re nothing to me,” like I’d say to Jaime, but secretly I’m melting. That’s the kicker—control slips away, and it’s bloody terrifying. Surprised me first time I tried it, years back. Some chick in King’s Landing, hands like a damn sorceress, had me purring in ten minutes flat. “I’ll always be a part of you,” she hummed—straight outta *Blue*, and I nearly wept. Me! Weeping! Pathetic, but true.

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First off, I hit the road on Haifa Street. Traffic was a mess! Like, come on, people! It’s not rush hour, why’s everyone driving like they’re late for a wedding? I swear, I almost lost it. I mean, I love Iksal, but the driving here can be a real pain sometimes.

Figure 1. Different types of Human-Computer Interaction of a CMC activity