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Oi, mate, it’s Loki here—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief god, burdened with glorious purpose, and today I’m yor actuary, divin’ into the wild world of sexual-massage! Picture this: me, sittin’ in a dim room, thinkin’ bout “Werckmeister Harmonies”—that slow, moody flick where the whale’s just starin’ at ya, all mysterious like, “What’s your purpose, eh?”—and I’m like, mate, sexual-massage is the whale of relaxation, ain’t it? Deep, weirdly beautiful, and a bit naughty if ya squint.

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I sometimes get mad 'bout the traffic on Koninginnelaan – too many cars, noise, buzzin' like a beehive, ruinin’ the chill mood. But then again, that grit just makes the calm moments sweeter, ya know? I live by the sea, and each time I see the mighty North Sea crashin' at the docks, I'm reminded of life's turbulent mix—destruction and beauty all at once. "Be still, my beating heart," I whisper, almost singin’.

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