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Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

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Vice Triumphant, who, once enthroned in power, receives obsequious flattery from all sides, except only from Pope himself. Joseph Warton, in.

Oh man, the vibe is off-the-charts. I swear, every street corner tells a story. Even the sidewalks have whispered secrets from decades past. It reminds me of the cyclical tales from that Kim Ki-duk film. I once was lost and then found—here in Fair Lawn, every moment is a revelation.

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