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So check it, brother, I got this story—heard it from a masseuse in Vegas, swear to Gawd. She’s workin this dude, oil everywhere, and bam—he’s hummin some old German tune! Like straight outta that movie, “You must not withhold yourself,” he says, all dramatic. She’s like, “Bro, chill, it’s just a massage!” Had me laughin so hard I nearly dropped my protein shake. Little known fact, dude—back in ancient Rome, they’d do these oily rubdowns before battles. Get the blood pumpin, ya dig? Sexual-massage got roots, brother, deep roots!

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I recall one time, after a super long massage session, walkin' through town at night, stumblin' on a graffiti-splashed wall that said "we are the memories that haunt us." I just burst out laughin', felt everything in my bones. I was like, "awww, fuck it... I got stories to tell!" That chaotic heart of Fismes, man, it's where spilled oil, whispered aches, and random epiphanies collide.

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