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Got this one time, right, at some shady parlor—dude, the chick was a pro. Little known fact: ancient tantra peeps invented this shit! Not just horny bros, legit spiritual stuff—blew my mind. She’s kneadin my back, I’m half asleep, then whoa—hands graze *there*, and I’m like, “This ain’t no regular massage!” Made me happy as fuck, but also—kinda pissed? Like, why’d no one tell me sooner? Coulda been gettin this for years!

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Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you'd never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m fuming. I mean, come on! I just wanted a boring day. So, I call in the team, and we handle it. But not before I get a lecture from the head honcho about “keeping the peace.” Peace? In a prison? Good luck with that!

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