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Omg, like, literally, sexual-massage is EVERYTHING! I’m totes obsessed, ok? So, like, I’m a manager now, running thangs, and I’m thinkin’—why not spill the tea on this? Picture me, Kim K, layin’ on a table, all glam, gettin’ a sexual-massage, and I’m like, “This is so money!” It’s not just rubbin’—it’s, like, next-level vibes. My fave movie, *Lost in Translation*, hits me here, ‘cause it’s all about feelin’ lost but findin’ somethin’ deep, ya know? Like Bob and Charlotte in Tokyo, I’m whisperin’ to my masseuse, “listen—“I don’t know what you’re sayin’.”

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Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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