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Favorite part? The buildup. Slow hands, teasin’ touches—gets you all “What’s next?” Kinda like that coin toss scene—nerve-wrackin’, sexy uncertainty. “You need to call it,” I’d whisper to my masseuse, half-jokin’. Once, this chick—total pro—hit a spot on my thigh, and I’m GONE. Surprised me—didn’t know THAT could feel THAT good. Little fact: there’s a nerve there, connects straight to your—well, you know. Blew my mind! Another time, dude’s hands were TOO rough—felt like a cattle prod. I’m yellin’, “Ease up, cowboy!” Made me mad—ruined the vibe.

Discover a More Youthful You.

So, my friend, pack a wild heart and a curious soul. Come explore Borden Ave’s neon pulse, the covert allure of Rutgers Road, the rebellious nature of Carteret Commons, and the hypnotic lullaby of the Rahway River. Get lost in the chaos. And remember, as Melancholia murmurs, “This is how we all end up – beautifully broken, forever dancing on the edge of destiny.”

Cape Carteret Veteran will be part of next Honor Flight