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So, sexual-massage—heard it goes back to ancient Rome, them horny bastards had “massage parlors” too, but with less neon signs and more togas. Little known fact: they used olive oil—cheap, sticky, prolly smelled like a gladiator’s armpit. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—modern day’s just the same, but with fancy names like “tantric” or “sensual.” Bullshit. It’s a rubdown with a side of “oops, my hand slipped.” Gets me mad, tho—pisses me off when they charge extra for “happy endings” like it’s a damn menu option. What am I, orderin a burger?

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I get so hyped about those afternoons when I ride my bike down to the retro diner on Parkside. The diner smells like sweet nostalgia and strong coffee—perfect fuel for making sense of messy hearts and chaotic days. Honestly, I love it when the light hits the neon sign and I think, "This is life, babe, raw and unfiltered."

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