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Lemme tie this to my fave flick, *The Pianist*. That movie—oh, it rips my heart out! Survival, beauty, hands makin’ magic. Erotic-massage ain’t Chopin, but it’s got its own rhythm, don’t it? Picture this: “I’m alive, I’m alive!”—that’s what ya holler after a good session, feelin’ every nerve singin’. Hands dancin’ over ya like Szpilman on them keys—gentle, then fierce. Ain’t that somethin’? Made me happy as a pig in mud thinkin’ ‘bout it.

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I muster up the courage to say hi. I’m sweating bullets, but I go for it. “Hey, Ana! What’s up?” She looks up, smiles, and says, “Just reading about fermentation.” I’m like, “No way! I’m a Kvasnik!” We start chatting, and it’s going great. I’m on cloud nine.