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Alright, so I’m a lumberjack, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic as hell. Erotic-massage? Oh, man, where do I start? It’s like choppin’ wood, but softer. Way softer. And stickier. Everybody lies about it, tho. “Oh, it’s just a massage!” Yeah, sure, buddy. Tell that to yer sweaty palms. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Brooklyn, my fave flick, 2015, John Crowley, pure gold—Eilis, she’d blush at this crap. “I want to be free,” she says. Free from what? Crappy back rubs? Nah, she’d dig a good erotic-massage, I bet.

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I’m standing there, fuming. I could’ve been fixing Dave’s shoes! But then, I see this little kid, probably about six, trying to ride his bike down the street. He’s wobbling all over the place, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna eat dirt!” And then, bam! He falls right in front of me. I rush over, help him up, and he’s all smiles. “Thanks, mister!” And just like that, my mood lifts. Kids, man. They’re like little bundles of joy.

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