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Hmmmm, sexual-massage, you ask? Tricky, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… like when I’m diggin’ thru old library books, dusty as hell, and some perv’s left sticky pages—ugh, rage! Sexual-massage tho, it’s this wild mix, half spa, half shady alley vibe. Picture it: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s promise, hands kneading spots you didn’t know you had. “I’m not that kind of guy,” says Gyllenhaal in *Zodiac*—ha, bet he’d rethink that after a 2-hour rubdown!

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First off, I’m at the building on Strada 31 August. You know, the one with the weird graffiti? Yeah, that one. I’m just minding my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s got a baby in one arm and a bag of groceries in the other. I’m like, “Lady, you need a personal elevator!” But she’s all frantic, and I’m just tryin’ to keep it together.

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