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Lemme tell ya, got me riled up once—dude braggin’ ‘bout “happy endings” like he’s king. Made me wanna holler, “Get a grip, son!” But then—happy hits. This one time, my buddy swore it fixed his back—sexual-massage, not chiropractors! Little known fact: them old Greeks did it—called it “erotic therapy.” Ain’t that wild? Surprised me silly—thought it was all new-age crap. “I’m numbed out,” Brandon moans in Shame—sexual-massage folks prolly feel that too, chasin’ highs.

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Finally, the power comes back on. Thank goodness! I’m back to scanning, but now I’m in a rush. I’m like a machine, just beep-beep-beeping away. Then, this kid runs up to me, maybe 10 years old, and he’s holding a chocolate bar. “Can I have this?” he asks. I’m like, “Sure, buddy, but you gotta pay for it.” He looks at me like I just told him to climb Mount Everest.

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