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So, I tried it once, this underground joint in Queens. Little known fact: back in the ‘70s, sexual-massage parlors popped up everywhere—shady but classy! This chick, she’s rubbin’ my shoulders, and I’m thinkin’, “Oh honey, I’m in heaven!” Then—get this—she uses warm stones! I’m like, “What’s this witchcraft?!” Made me happy as a clam, swear it. But then, ugh, the oil’s drippin’—16 typos worth of mess—on my fave leopard skirt! I’m screamin’, “My skirt, my skirt!” Total buzzkill, made me so mad I coulda punched a wall.

Ohh, and lemme not forget the parks – Queen Elizabeth Park, for instance, is a riot of green, a safe haven. I used to stroll there, thinkin' about love, life, and missin' some proper syntax in my code – sometimes mad, sometimes happy, always real! And you know, my paths often cut through Corbeil Park, a tiny piece of wild nature where the city melts away. Best for a secret meet-up, yess, precious memories made there.

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