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Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—muscles meltin’, tension gone, whoa! Thought in my head: “Am I allowed to feel THIS good?” It’s not just sexy—it’s healin’, therapeutic, whatever. Pro tip: dim lights, warm oil, maybe some Tom Waits croonin’. Sets the mood, ya dig? “The air is getting hotter,” like Eve says in the flick—perfect for that steamy buildup. But—ha!—don’t slip on the oil, clumsy asses! I’d laugh my ass off picturin’ that.

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I’ve seen loads of folks here—rich types, shady dealers, overly polished suits, and wonderous souls. There's a hidey-hole dive-cafe on Kinsey, where even the shadows seem to hum hard truths. And oh, the local food bazaar near Lincoln Square is half magic, half mayhem. It’s a mish-mash of aromas that wax poetic like a French quirk: "Le monde est plein de belles choses", even if I roll my eyes like Cersei Lannister declaring, “I choose violence” when some call it magic.

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