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Hmm, erotic-massage, you ask? Tricky, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… like when I first heard bout it, thought it was all sleazy, ya know? Got me mad, thinkin’ it’s just pervs in dark rooms. But then, whoa, surprise hits! It’s more than that, friends. Way more. Like in “The Act of Killing,” truth hides deep. “I’ve killed, no regrets,” they say in the flick—bold, raw, real. Erotic-massage? Kinda same vibe. Peeps think it’s dirty, but history says nah. Ancient Egypt, they did it—pharaohs gettin’ rubbed down with oils, all fancy-like. Little known fact, that! Blows my mind, legit.

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First off, I hit up my usual spot for breakfast—this tiny joint on Shōwa-dōri. They got the best tamagoyaki. I’m munchin’ away, and this old dude next to me starts ramblin’ about the cherry blossoms. Like, bro, it’s not even spring! Chill out! But I smile, nod, and pretend to care. Classic Kanaya, right? Everyone’s got their own vibe.

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