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So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

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Two illegal brothels in Glen Iris, flanking a shop where children's art classes are held, have been shut down.

Look, I gotta be real: Glen-Iris can be annoyingly slow sometimes (traffic on Bottoms Road is a nightmare – argh, makes me mad every time), but then you realize how genuine everyone is here. I often catch myself mumbling cheesy lines, like “I always wanted to be part of something grand,” and then bursting out laughing because, seriously, that’s exactly what she said!

Train delays after truck goes into bridge