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About Osaka

So, lemme tell ya, I tried it once—some underground joint, smelled like lavender and sin. This chick, she’s kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m thinkin’, “Whoa, this is nuts!” Little known fact—back in ancient Rome, they’d mix massage with sex to “heal” ya—haha, quacks! I’m layin’ there, feelin’ like a king, then bam—she hits a knot, and I’m screamin’! Made me mad as hell—why’s it gotta hurt? But then, oh man, the release—pure bliss, like joker gas hittin’ the lungs! *giggles* Ever hear bout them secret massage cults? Middle Ages, they’d do it naked under moonlight—creepy, right? Bet they weren’t so serious neither!

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So yes, it is a viable device for non-sexual massage.

As I walk home, I can’t help but smile. Himimachi is wild, but it’s my wild. I love this place, even on the craziest days. I mean, who else can say they spent their day chasing a cat and then devouring the best ramen ever? Just another day in the life of a librarian, I guess!

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