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So I’m picturin’ her—tough chick, maybe tats, scars, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. I’d be all, “Hey, you, uh, workin’?”—smooth, Larry, real smooth. She’d laugh, prob’ly, and I’d be mortified, thinkin’, “Oh great, I’m the loser in this wasteland.” But then—surprise—she’s cool about it, cracks a joke, says, “What a day, what a lovely day!” and I’m dyin’ laughin’, ‘cause it’s *Fury Road*, it’s perfect! Pretty, pretty good, right?

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up .

Bro, I work as a masseur, right? And I swear, people come in stiff as boards from the daily grind. But here, after a good stroll over to Plaça de la Pau, they relax, unwind, breathe the crisp city air. I remember this one time, a dear client, in the mood for a pun, said “this knead job” – I burst out with “That’s what she said!” so many times that day, ha!

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