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Yo, fam, it’s ya girl Lizzo, comin’ atcha! It’s bad bitch o’clock, y’all! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout erotic-massage, right? Like, lemme tell ya, I’m a car instructor by day, but this shit? This is next level vibes. Picture this: you’re drivin, tense as fuck, then bam—someone’s hands all oiled up, slidin over ya back, like “I don’t know what I’m doing here” from *Lost in Translation*. That’s the mood, boo!

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The massage parlor itself is a hidden gem. In the dim light, my hands and my heart work together, and I hear whispers of secrets—soft as the hush of the wind—to remind me; “our love is boundless, like the wild hills.” I remember a night, definetly unforgettable, when a stray tune sung like from Brokeback Mountain: “Are you gonna do it?” That made me laugh and cry, precious, so deep and raw.

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