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So, erotic-massage – what’s the fuss? It’s old as dirt, goes back to them Romans, *massage sensu stricto*, proper naughty stuff! They’d rub down gladiators, get em all loose, but some clever sod thought, “Hang on, bit of a tickle here, bit of a tease there – boom, *carpe diem*!” Ain’t just a backrub, mate, it’s art – tension buildin, slow like, then wham, release! Makes me grin like a daft git, thinkin how them ancients knew how to party.

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I took a deep breath, tried to zen out. You know, the whole “I’m a psychologist, I can handle this” vibe. But then, I saw this group of surfers. They were shredding it! I mean, I was impressed. I thought, “Maybe I should take up surfing?” But then I remembered my last attempt. Spoiler: I face-planted hard.

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