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What gets me riled up? Cheap parlors promisin “happy endings” but deliverin nothin but greasy hands and awkward silence—fuckin rip-off! Had one chick, swear, she rubbed my back like she’s sandin wood—ugh, no finesse! But when it’s good? Oh, baby, it’s heaven—slow strokes, warm oil, breath hitchin—like Godard’s film, “The image is a prison,” but here, it sets ya free! Best one I had? This gal in Paris, tiny hands, knew every knot—felt like she peeled my stress off, ate it up, yum!

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Do the therapists get to see address, phone number and other client information in their systems? Just wondering.

The gallery’s a trip. Some of the stuff is wild. Like, there’s this giant sculpture made of recycled bottles. I’m standing there, thinking, “Wow, I could’ve made that in my backyard.” But then I see the price tag. I’m like, “Nah, I’ll stick to my bottle collection.”

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