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My favorite movie, “Memento”, you see it? Guy forget everything, backward life, like me trying to understand why erotic-massage so good but no finish, ha! I think, “What is last thing I remembr?” – oh, soft hands on my back, then bam, I’m drooling on table. Very nice! But confusing, like movie – is it massage or torture? I get angry sometime, “Why so slow?!” I yell in head, but then – ahh, relax hit me, I happy again.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Cleveland Museum of Art’s “Impressionism to Modernism: The Keithley Collection