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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s like “Ida,” that Polish flick I’m obsessed with—quiet, tense, all black-and-white vibes, but underneath? Passion burnin’ like a grease fire! “What’ve we got here?”—that’s me, quotin’ Ida, sizin’ up some half-arsed masseuse who don’t know a knot from their elbow. Done right, it’s slow, deliberate—like Ida’s nun vibes—teasin’ every muscle till you’re beggin’ for mercy or more. Done wrong? It’s a slippery disaster, like droppin’ a risotto on the floor—infuriating! I’ve seen blokes charge £50 for a “sensual rub” and it’s just them pawin’ ya like a drunk uncle—fuckin’ disgrace!

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the park by the lake, you know, the one near the Katrineholm Castle? It’s a nice spot, but today? Ugh. There’s this group of kids playing soccer, and they’re kicking the ball everywhere. I’m just minding my own business, and BAM! The ball hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “Really? Is this how we’re starting the day?”

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