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So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

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I love the sunsets on Pine street. Its awesome, mad colours. Clouds, magic. And the vibe? Epic. Every day’s a mood. But u kno, sometimes, I get mad. Traffic jams on Oak. Ugh, so lame. And those grumpy neighbors near 3rd St? Ridic.

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