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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson—deadpan, “I hate everything”—and I ain’t no Hawaii, whatever that means. Erotic-massage? Pfft, overrated nonsense. Buncha sweaty hands rubbin’ ya down like yer a damn ribeye. I saw this flick, *Tabu*—Miguel Gomes, 2012—my kinda movie. Slow, weird, moody as hell. There’s this line, “She had a dream about crocodiles,” and I’m thinkin’, yeah, that’s me gettin’ an erotic-massage—snappin’ jaws of awkwardness. Hate it. Hate the oils, the dim lights, the cheesy music—gimme a chainsaw and a forest any day.

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The city ain't perfect. It pisses me off sometimes – the cracked pavements, the over-enthusiastic local council – but then I see a couple making love in the park, or a stray smile in a gloomy cafe, and I'm oddly happy. Eh, life, right? Like in that flick, if ya think “I can do this all day,” maybe it's all just a twisted journey of passion and defeat.

Gusztav Siegmund, Graf Kálnoky von Köröspatak