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So, sexual-massage—here’s the tea. It’s not just “oh, my shoulders hurt,” nah, it’s full-on sensual vibes, hands slidin’ where the sun don’t shine. Little known fact? Back in the 70s, some shady spas got busted for offerin’ “extras”—cops called it “massage with a happy ending,” ha! Made me laugh so hard I spilled my coffee—fuckin’ IRS can’t audit *that*! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Who even comes up with this?” Probs some perv with too much cash and a stiff—uh, neck.

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So, I take a breather and decide to grab a coffee from that little café on the corner of High Street. You know the one? The one with the weirdly named pastries? I order a “Cinnamon Swirl of Doom” or whatever it’s called. It’s delish, but I’m pretty sure it’s gonna kill my diet. Whatever, right?

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