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Sometimes I’m layin there, thinkin—am I weird? Nah, just human, cravin touch. Gets sloppy, oil everywhere, slippery as fuck—hilarious. Masseuse prolly thinks I’m a nutcase, gruntin like Vader. “This is my past,” Boonmee says. Past aches, present rubs—connects, ya know? Exaggeratin? Maybe. But damn, it’s intense—knees shakin, soul floatin. Try it, dude, don’t knock it. Sexual-massage—dark, wild, fuckin beautiful. *heavy breathing* I am your father.

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Turns out, they’re planning a big event on the main square, near the old clock tower. I’m like, “Count me in!” We start brainstorming ideas, and I’m throwing out suggestions like confetti. Food stalls, music, local artists—let’s make it a party! But then, someone mentions a talent show. I’m like, “Oh no, please, not a talent show.” I mean, have you seen some of the “talents” people have? It could get awkward real quick.

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