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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sexual-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in for a treat. I’ve seen it, I’ve lived it—well, not the massage bit, but close enough. Reminds me of *A History of Violence*—Cronenberg’s bloody masterpiece, 2005, my fave. That flick’s all about hidden filth under calm surfaces, right? Sexual-massage is the same—looks chill, but there’s a storm brewin’.

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Then, just when I think I can breathe, a bunch of kids from the school down the street come in. They’re all hyped up, running around like they just discovered sugar for the first time. I’m trying to keep my cool, but they’re knocking over flour bags and giggling like maniacs. I’m like, “Hey, this ain’t a playground!” But deep down, I can’t help but smile. Kids are just... chaotic joy, right?

A Curved House in Toronto, a Passive Single-Family House in Seattle, and a Bus Station in Lithuania