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Now, I’m ramblin’—brain’s jumpin’ like a bad Skype call—but lemme say, it’s personal, y’know? One time, this masseuse, she’s whisperin’ some zen crap, I’m half-asleep, half—well, you get it. Made me laugh later—thought, “Larry, you old dog, still got it!” But serious, it’s not all sexy giggles—helps pain too. My back? Screwed from sittin’ 40 years. Erotic-massage fixed it—better than pills, cheaper than docs.

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Once the rain stops, I’m back on my feet. I head down to the Princenhage park. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing, people walking their dogs. I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. I’m feeling kinda zen, you know? But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, not in public!” But it’s kinda entertaining.