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i pull up in my Rolls-Royce on Hollywood Boulevard at 10 am on a lazy summer sunny Los Angeles Sunday morning, You open backward opening side door of your 2024 two tone light blue and silver convertible Rolls-Royce boat-tail, as you step out of the custom cream Italian hand stitch letter interior, wearing your low-rise light grey baggy sweatpants and no shirt at all, as your eight-pack ripples under your tan skin, your large defined pectoral muscles flexing with every small movement you make is your broad shoulders flex, and walking past people, they can see your huge full back portrait of Cleopatra flexing over your strong back muscle muscles, your Sweatpants hang low enough to show off the base of your shaft, hiding the rest of your 12 inch long 2 1/2 inch thick perfect veiny circumcised monster that swings soft between your thighs under the thin fabric of your sweatpants, your body 90% covered in large faded greywash photorealistic portrait style tattoos of your favourite figures from history, including Nicola Tesla, Albert Einstein, a young Frank Sinatra portrait, among other others, with the words ‘Sex God’ tattooed in faded black big bold fancy lettering across your abs, as well as as a fullback size faded black photorealistic portrait of Cleopatra’s face, as you stretch your languidly softly closing the door of the two tone light silver and blue 2024 model Rolls-Royce Boat-Tail Convertible with the roof down, and with cream leather interior, as I step out of the car noticing all the men dressed normally walking around, but every single female, young or old is completely naked and acting like it’s completely normal as you get out to walk up to the corner and order a coffee for takeaway on your day off