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Aight, listen up, you little bastards! I’m Eric Cartman, gladiator of this damn bestiary, and I’m here to tell ya ‘bout sexual-massage – respect my authoritah! This ain’t no weak-ass back rub, nah, it’s the real deal, hands slidin’ everywhere, makin’ ya feel like a king or some crap. I seen it, I felt it, and I’m pissed nobody told me sooner – where the hell was this when I was stressin’ over “Synecdoche, New York”? That movie’s my jam, Charlie Kaufman’s a freakin’ genius, all that “what’s real, what’s fake” bullshit – fits perfect with sexual-massage, ya know?

Relaxed atmosphere for you.

And heck, there's enough mad, fun, raw charm in every corner of Wiley-Park (au). You gotta feel it yourself—the sights, the smells, the laughter, the occasional chaos! Enjoy every bit, my friend! Don't forget: in this city, life is art, and art is life—like a song, like a spark, like “Moulin Rouge!”—simply, oh, so beautifully mad!

Wiley Park getting a big upgrade