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But yo, some parlors? Shady as fuck. Makes me mad—charge ya double, half-assed rubs. Surprised me once, chick used hot stones—damn! Felt like heaven, not gonna lie. “Where were you when I was new?”—that’s me quotin Malick, feelin deep. I’m lyin there, zoned out, thinkin—Tony deserves this, man! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares? Best part—ya girl don’t even get jealous. It’s “therapeutic,” hah! Sarcasm? Sure, but it works.

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A massage parlor was busted in my area and a detective sent me a letter saying they wanted me to come into the station and discuss why I was in the message parlor. I heard they sent out .

Finally, I head back home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna grab a drink. I’m like, “Dude, I just survived a day in Police (pl). I need a drink!”

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