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In the neon-lit solitude of his pod, a young French man, a verified amateur, finds solace in the year 2036. His xawed wagger toy, a gift from a secret admirer, awaits. He lubes up, his heart pounding with anticipation. The toy's realistic sensations envelop him as he strokes his length, his breath hitching. His solo session is intense, his moans echoing in the sterile room.