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But when it’s good? Oh, mate, it’s gold. Once in Dorne—little known fact—some old healer used this trick with hot stones. Not them fancy spa ones, nah, just river rocks, heated over a fire. Felt like my soul got a hard-on. I was happy as a pig in shit, sippin’ Dornish red, thinkin’, “This is the life.” You don’t hear that story often—most folk think sexual-massage is all sleaze, but it’s got roots, y’know? Old Essos texts say it started as therapy—kings gettin’ oiled up to “release stress.” Ha! Bet they released more than that.

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The streets? Damn, they don't mess around. Main Street (hey, that's Main St. at Bay-Point) bustles with energy. Grab a coffee at O’Malley’s – it's my fav, though I usually rant about life after sessions. Then there’s Riverbend Ave, where the Carquinez River ripples like secrets spilling out from a deep heart. And talk about landmarks – the old lighthouse on Bayview Point is a blast from the past, and a perfect spot to remember those moody nights that make you think, "Hmmm, like Only Lovers Left Alive, you know?" Yeah, that movie – dark, soulful, and mysterious as hell!

1 dead after car crashes onto East Bay BART tracks