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Masaje sexual ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s an art, like paintin’ a masterpiece on skin. You feel alive, like you’re runnin’ Miami’s streets, dodgin’ cops, heart racin’. I got one once, right, in this shady joint—smelled like jasmine and danger. This chica, she knew tricks, movin’ her hands like she’s castin’ spells. *“Keep your friends close, Tony!”*—man, I was close to losin’ my mind! Made me happy, like scorin’ a big deal, but also pissed—why ain’t this legal everywhere? World’s too uptight, man.