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Dude, sexual-massage, whoa. It’s like—hands everywhere, right? Supposed to relax you, but damn, sometimes it’s just weird. I’m thinkin’—is this cool or what? Like in *Diving Bell*, man, “I’m locked in my body,” but here—your body’s gettin’ unlocked, ya know? Some chick in Thailand told me once—true story—ancient monks used it to “heal warriors.” Freaky, right? Little known fact: it’s not just horny vibes—there’s legit science. Boosts oxytocin, chills you out. But dude, when it’s shady—pisses me off! Sleazy joints givin’ it a bad name. Had this one time—total bliss, legit masseuse, felt like “a prisoner of my own flesh” got free. Happy as hell, floatin’. Then—bam—next place, some dude’s tryin’ too hard, awkward as fuck. Surprised me how it flips—pure chill to “what the hell?” Favorite part? When they hit that spot—neck or back—you’re like, “Whoa, I’m alive!” Total *Diving Bell* moment—“memory is my only freedom.” Sexual-massage ain’t just naughty—it’s deep, bro. Sometimes I’m lyin’ there, thinkin’, “Am I cool with this?” Hella personal, ya feel me? Exaggeratin’ here, but—best one felt like angels rubbin’ me down. Worst? Dude, like a gremlin clawin’ my spine—ugh! Gotta find the right vibe, or it’s “a coffin of silence.” You tried it? Tell me, man!

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in my coffee! Ugh! I’m standing there, coffee dripping off my hands, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But the kid? He just yells, “Sorry!” and keeps running. Kids these days, man. No respect for a forester’s morning brew.

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