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Me fave bit? When the masseuse—some goddess with strong hands—hits that spot. You know, lower back, teasin’ the edges, and I’m growling, “Calm down, Bane, don’t break the table!” Reminds me of Emma in *Blue*, whisperin’, “I’m happy with you.” That’s the buzz—connection, heat, a lil danger. But once—bloody hell—this bloke’s hands wander too far, and I’m ragin’! “Mate, I ain’t payin’ for THAT!” Stormed out, laughin’ later ‘cause—wtf, right?

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First stop, the river. The Sauer, or whatever it’s called. I’m all pumped, ready to reel in some fish. But nah, the fish must’ve been on vacation or somethin’. I’m sittin’ there for hours, just me and my thoughts. And let me tell ya, my thoughts can get pretty wild. Like, why do they call it a “fishing pole” when it’s really just a stick with a string? Makes no sense, right?

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