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About Brisbane

I got mad one time, tho—some dude at a parlor was like, “No happy ending, bro,” and I’m like, “What’s the point then, fam?!” False advertising, straight-up! But when it’s good? Oh man, HAPPY ain’t the word—fuckin’ *euphoric*! Like, “This is the trick!”—straight outta *The Great Beauty*, when Jep’s chasin’ that high. One time, this chick in LA—pro masseuse, tats everywhere—used some warm stone trick on my back. Thought I’d levitate, swear to God! Little secret: them stones? Old-school tantra shit, heats up the chi or whatever. Blew my damn mind.

Sensual Touch

I offers lingerie/nude sensual massage by Queen of Touch, with all the sensuality, yet without the stigma of providing full-blown sex. I even encourage her male clients to bring their wives or .

Oh, and Battery Point? That place is a mosaic of histories and secrets, perfect for those night strolls post-work. I often vent out my frustrations on a long walk there, thinkin’ "I am burdened with glorious purpose" 'cause even the ghosts of the past feel alive in those narrow lanes. Sometimes, I'm mad at the world, but then I see a cute pup or somethin’ and I'm all hapy again.

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