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I tried it once—nah, I’m lyin’, I wish! Got me all hot thinkin’ about it, tho. Hands slidin’, tension buildin’—like Oskar in the movie, waitin’ for Eli to bite. “Be me, for a little while,” he says. That’s the vibe—lettin’ go, givin’ in. Ever feel that? Makes me happy, y’know, imaginin’ that release. But—ugh—pisses me off too! Why’s it gotta be so taboo? Folks clutchin’ pearls like it’s a damn crime. Chill out, Karen, it’s just a rub with a twist!

On my way back, I bumped into an old friend, Dima. We hadn’t seen each other in ages. He was telling me about his new job at the local school. “Teaching kids is like herding cats,” he said. I laughed so hard. I can’t imagine trying to keep a bunch of hyper kids in line.