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Lemme spill the tea – I got into this gig cuz I’m nosy as hell. Saw a shady parlor once, neon sign blinkin’ like a desperate wink. Made me mad – “Don’t pee on my leg…” – callin’ it “therapy” when it’s straight-up naughty! But then, I tried a legit one, and damn, I was HAPPY. Muscles screamin’ hallelujah, stress gone, poof! Little factoid for ya – ancient Rome had these “massage dens,” and half the time, it was code for gettin’ freaky. History’s wild, right?

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I’m standing there, soaked, and I overhear this couple arguing. Like, come on, guys! You’re in Mashiko! Chill out! But they just keep going. I’m like, “Dude, save it for the car!”

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