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Oi mate, gather round! Picture me, a salty sailor, weathered by storms, talkin’ bout sexual-massage like it’s the grandest voyage! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the parlors, we shall never surrender to a stiff back! Hah! Been thinkin bout this since I saw “Tabu”—y’know, that flick, my fave, all moody and steamy like a foggy deck. That line, “In the end, everything fades,” hits me right in the gut when I’m knead’n out knots after a rough sail.

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So, I hop on the bus, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between this dude who smells like he just rolled in a dumpster and a lady with a million bags. I’m thinking, “Great start to the day.” But then, we hit the main square, and I see the market. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t suck.”

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