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It’s not all crap tho—some old text says Egyptians started it. Pharaohs gettin freaky with oils—power move. “Farewell to words,” Godard’d say—ain’t no talkin, just heavy breathin. Ever tried it? Bet you’d squirm—most do. I’d rather face Luke than a table. Still, folks dig the “release”—pathetic, but true. Sexual-massage—forceful, weird, kinda dope. *wheeze* I am your father—don’t tell the Emperor.

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While I’m waiting, I spot this old lady at the corner table. She’s knitting like a boss, and I’m just there, sipping my coffee, trying not to spill it everywhere. Then, outta nowhere, she looks up and says, “You know, young man, life’s like knitting. You gotta untangle the mess sometimes.” I’m like, “Whoa, deep.” I mean, who knew Volda had philosophers in the café?

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