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So, sexual-massage—think slow hands, oiled up, tension meltin’. It’s old, too—ancient Rome had it, gladiators gettin’ rubbed down, horny and hyped. Little fact for ya: Japan’s got this “nurumassage,” slidin’ bodies, wet and weird—blew my mind! I tried it once, legit, felt like a champ—happy as hell, floatin’. But yo, some parlors? Shady. Got mad when this dude rushed me—five minutes, out! Ain’t no champ’s treatment, man.

But then, I see this cute girl across the store. She’s checking out some vintage stuff. I’m like, “Okay, Saver, time to impress.” I strut over in my traffic cone jacket. “Hey, do you think this looks good?” She laughs, and I’m like, “Nailed it!” We start chatting, and it turns out she’s from the neighborhood too. We bond over our love for cheap eats and thrift finds.