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Personal quirk? I’d probly fall asleep mid-massage, snorin’ loud, droolin’ on the table—sexy, right? Little known story: 1920s Paris, artists got “creative” massages to spark genius—Picasso probly painted *Guernica* post-rub! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but damn, imagine that oil-slicked muse. Oh, and typos—massgae, sexaul, rubbin’, oops—fingers flyin’, brain’s a mess!

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