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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, sexual-massage, huh? Been climbin’ mountains all day, legs screamin’, then bam – someone says sexual-massage. I’m like, whoa, slow down, carrot-muncher! Ain’t no regular rubdown, nah, this one’s got spice. Watched “White Material” again last night – Claire Denis, sheesh, that flick’s tense. “I’m not leaving this place!” Maria yells, fightin’ for her coffee plantation. Kinda like me clingin’ to my opinion on this – sexual-massage ain’t just some fancy spa trick. It’s old, real old, like ancient Greece old. Them Greeks? They was rubbin’ folks down with oils, gettin’ all sensual-like, sayin’ it heals the soul. Soul-healin’, doc, you buy that?

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But then, just when I thought the day couldn’t get crazier, I got a call from my boss. “We need that report ASAP!” she says. I’m like, “Seriously? I’m in the middle of Qiryat-Mal'akhi chaos!” But you know how it is. Work calls, and I gotta answer. So, I rushed home, dodging people and cars like I was in some action movie.

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