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Now, lemme tell ya—had this one session, right? Masseuse knew her stuff—hands like fuckin’ magic. Slippery oil, dim lights, musscle knots just meltin’. Felt like Penny Lane whisperin’, “It’s all happening!” in my ear. But then—ugh—some prick next door starts hammerin’! Ruined it! Pissed me off so bad—wanted to growl, “I will break you!” through the wall. Total mood killer. Still, that peak? When it’s good, it’s untouchable—like flyin’, man.

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By the time I got back to my shop, I was exhausted. But then, I had this little kid come in. He was maybe six, and he wanted shoes for his first day of school. His eyes were sparkling, and he was bouncing around like a little ball of energy. I couldn’t help but smile. I mean, that’s what it’s all about, right?

Street renamed in memory of murdered student