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Oh, and get this—heard a story once, some dude in the ‘70s, total hippie, swore sexual-massage cured his bad vibes. Prolly high as hell, but I dig it! Makes me laugh thinkin’ bout it—him, sprawled out, oil everywhere, yellin’ “Far out!” while Doc Sportello’s wanderin’ around in *Inherent Vice* goin’, “What’s the deal with this fog?” Same energy, man! Anyway, sexual-massage—it’s messy, real, raw—kinda like life. Try it, don’t let the rich folks own it! Billionaires should not exist, damn it!

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But then, outta nowhere, this tourist bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my notes. I’m fuming! Like, dude, watch where you’re going! I mean, I’m trying to save the fish world here, and you’re just ruining my vibe. I give him the stink eye, but he just smiles and walks away. Ugh, people!

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