Claire Kanda Erotic Massage ❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond. Suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it. Slippery stuff, innit? Hands sliding, oil dripping—pure class. Like Uncle Boonmee, ya know? That flick’s my jam—2010, Apichatpong Weerasethakul. Trippy as hell, past lives swirling. Erotic-massage feels like that—mystical, mate. You’re there, half-naked, some bird’s kneading you. “The body is a temple,” right? That’s what Boonmee’d say.

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APA Hotel Kanda-Eki Higashi is an informal hotel in an elegant urban building. A 5-minute walk from Kanda Subway Station, 4 km from Tsukiji Market, and 13 km from the central business .

But then, outta nowhere, this guy bumps into me. I’m like, “Yo, watch it!” He just stares at me, all wide-eyed. Turns out, he’s a tourist too. We start chatting, and he’s from Brazil! What? Kanda’s bringing the world together, one awkward bump at a time. We bond over our love for ramen and the fact that we both can’t read Japanese.

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