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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. Sexual-massage? It’s a wild ride. I mean – slow hands. Rubbin’ down tension. Like in *The Assassin*. That quiet intensity – y’know? “The wind listens. To her moves.” Same vibe. Skin on skin – deliberate. I dig it – deep. Gets the blood pumpin’. Little known fact? Ancient China – emperors got this. Special concubines – trained for it. Not just a quickie rub – ART. Makes me happy – hell yeah. Feelin’ that release? Unbeatable.

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A handful of male prostitutes worked in the brothel, servicing both male, and, more controversially, female clients.

Finally, the rain lets up a bit. I dash out, and of course, I step right into a puddle. My shoes are drenched. Great. Just great. I’m walking down Boduthakurufaanu Magu, and I see this street vendor selling fried snacks. I can’t resist. I grab a couple of samosas, and man, they hit the spot. I’m munching away, feeling a bit better, when I spot a group of kids playing football. They’re kicking it around like pros. I can’t help but smile. It’s moments like these that make Malé special, ya know?

Chicago incubator Male Mogul Initiative acquires loan purveyor to make capital accessible for all