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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout erotic-massage, oh boy! Picture this – steamy room, dim lights, hands slidin’ everywhere. It’s like *Mulholland Drive*, ya know? “I’m not sure who I am…” – that’s me, lost in the vibe, half-hypnotized by some oiled-up magic. Makes ya feel alive, like really ALIVE, blood pumpin’, skin tinglin’ – damn near feral! Used to piss me off, tho – shady parlors, sketchy dudes, overpriced crap. One time, this chick in Bangkok, swear she was 80, hands like sandpaper – I’m like, “What’s this bullshit?!” But then, Clarice… when it’s good? Heaven. Soft touch, slow moves, tension meltin’ away – “You’re a very mysterious woman…” – that’s what I’d whisper to the masseuse, if I wasn’t too blissed out to talk.

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So, I roll outta bed, still half-asleep, and head to my little shop on Gedimino Street. The smell of fresh bread is my jam, ya know? But when I get there, I find the door wide open! Like, who leaves a bakery door open? I’m thinkin’ maybe a raccoon or something. But nope, just my neighbor’s cat, Mr. Whiskers, chillin’ like he owns the place. I swear, that cat has more attitude than a teenager on a bad day.

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