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Hey, pal, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m like, strumming my air guitar, thinkin’—this shit’s wild! Picture this: me, Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” watchin’ some oiled-up scene unfold. It’s all sensual vibes, right? Hands slidin’, bodies hummin’ like a riff from “Only Lovers Left Alive.” That movie—damn, it’s my jam! Adam and Eve, those sexy vamps, would totally dig this. “What is this music?” Adam’d say, all moody, while Eve’s smirkin’, “It’s alive, like us.” Sexual-massage is that kinda alive, ya know?

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Chị dâu của tôi, người được tạo ra bởi sự tái hôn của cha mẹ tôi, là một người phụ nữ tang thương, và tôi đã bị người chị gái ngực khủng không có khả năng tự vệ của mình, người luộm .

When I finally get to Kamakura, I’m ready to blow off some steam. I hit up Komachi Street. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m walkin’ around, and I see this place sellin’ matcha ice cream. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I grab a cone, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Ice cream goes flyin’! I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a fool, and everyone’s laughin’. I just gotta laugh too. What else can ya do?

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