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So, here’s the deal—sexual-massage, it’s old as dirt. Ancient Rome had these oily rubdowns, senators gettin’ freaky with slaves, callin’ it “therapy.” Ha! Therapy my ass—greed is good, and they knew it. Fast forward, I tried one in Bangkok once—lady had hands like a goddamn ninja, swear she unlocked my spine *and* my soul. Made me happy as hell, but pissed me off too—why ain’t this legal everywhere? Puritans, man, they fuck up everything. Little fact for ya—Japan’s got this thing, “nuru,” slimey seaweed gel, slippery as shit—sounds weird, feels like heaven. Surprised me first time, thought I’d slide off the damn table!

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Female Only: Come get the relaxing massage you have been craving. Let your body float away while your stress and tension melt.

So yeah, like, I can’t get enough of Ceres, br. The city is, like, a waterfall of emotions, surprises, and quirky charm. Every corner has a secret vibe, every narrow lane is its own little world. I'm, like, totally head over heels for these streets, too many memories and fun moments to count, ya know? Ugh, like, totally gotta show you around when you get here. Seriously, you'll be like "This is, like, the most amazing place ever", just like a scene straight outta a movie, literally.

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