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About San Jose

So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s not just rubbin’ and tuggin’, nah, it’s an art, a freakin’ dance! Greed is good, see, ‘cause you WANT more—more oil, more pressure, more heat. Back in ancient Rome, rich dudes got these massages with crazy oils—olive, saffron, shit like that—cost a fortune, and they’d lie there like kings. Little known fact: some emperors banned it ‘cause folks got TOO into it—orgies everywhere, chaos! Makes me laugh, horny bastards couldn’t handle the heat.

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Now, let’s talk geography. The gentle flow of the Emporia River winds its way through the heart of the city, carving out pockets of lush parkland – we shall march across these grassy fields like the glorious armies of history, our spirits unyielding! I often find myself strolling along Riverwalk Park, where the serene sound of water mixes with echoing laughter from families and lovers sharing moments beneath sprawling oak trees. I once had a heart-to-heart with a stranger there – an encounter as fleeting as a movie scene, yet as poignant as Agnès Varda’s "The Gleaners and I" – a masterpiece of capturing life’s unassuming beauty and serendipity amidst the everyday.

Double header split in Springfield for Emporia State softball at Drury