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So, here’s the deal—sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s got history, mate. Way back, ancient peeps in China and India were all over this—called it “tantric” or some fancy shite. Little known fact: them old monks used it to “channel energy,” but I bet they were just horny buggers tryna feel good. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ of some bald dude in a robe gettin’ a sneaky handy—sneaky like the Pale Man hidin’ his eyes on his hands. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see through the bullshit—ain’t no holy excuse, it’s primal, raw, human as fuck.

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I met strange folks on Elm Street. Ever been near the old clocktower on Maple? Gawd, memories, so many secrets there, like, "the silence said so much". I always get shivers, even when massaging clients… they whisper that building holds lost laughter. My head spins, like a diving bell – pow!

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