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Weird tidbit—some use feathers, not hands! Freaky, right? Tickles more than turns on, IMO. I’d rather a firm grip, no fluff! No capes, no feathers—gimme skill! Once heard a gal say it cured her migraines. Laughed my ass off—sure, Jan! But maybe? Who knows, I ain’t a doc. Still, erotic-massage got that mystique. Like Wes Anderson’s colors—odd but sexy.

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Ugh, and the river – don't get me started on that. The Slippin' Creek cuts right through the city. Its banks? Perfect for walkin', thinkin’, and hey, sometimes spicin' up life with a wee bit of naughty flirt and deep convo – you know, as a sexologist I always see a connection between raw emotions and nature's flow. Crazy, right? The creek's gentle flow reminds me of those layers in your mind from Inception – each ripple, an idea, a desire, a twist.

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