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About Chicago

Here’s a juicy bit—some say sailors invented it, lonely at sea, tradin’ tricks with port girls. Dunno if it’s true, but sounds right, eh? Me, I’d rather wrestle a shark than pay for it—too pricey, too weird! But if ya like it, precious, go for it—just don’t tell me bout the squishy details, ugh! “It’s my fault,” she whispers in the movie, all guilty. Hah! No fault in a sexual-massage, ‘less ya tip rubbish—then ya deserve a slap! Hiss! We loves it, we hates it—slippery as me fish, and twice as naughty!

Nessa's Serenity Touch

Neighborhood vibes are lit too. Old Mill District has quirky art murals and odd little alleys that show secrets like old memories suddenly flash by – caché realm, no? I recollect a story: one time, a client mentioned a hidden backstreet spa behind Granite Tower. I whispered: "That secret be our city's hidden caché." He laughed and said, "Borat, very nice, yes?"

Getting Granite Shoals up to code, property by property