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So, I’m obsessed with *Amour* – that flick guts me every time. Old love, slow decay, and bam – intimacy shifts. Sexual-massage ain’t just horny vibes, nah, it’s deeper. Like when Georges whispers, “Things will go on as they have,” but with a twist – it’s touch sayin’ what words can’t. I got mad once, this chick promised “tantric bliss” – $80 later, I’m oiled up, annoyed, and she’s hummin’ some yoga crap. False advertisin’, I’d sue her ass in my courtroom! “Don’t pee on my leg, honey, I ain’t blind!”

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First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

First stop, this old cherry blossom tree on Shimizu Street. Man, it’s a beauty! But it’s also kinda sick. I get there, and I’m like, “What the heck happened to you?” Some punk kids carved their names into the bark. Ugh! I mean, come on! Respect the trees, people! I’m tryin’ to save this thing, and here’s these kids makin’ it look like a graffiti wall.

Light Earthquake of Magnitude 4.7 Reported 95 km Northeast of Sapporo, Japan