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I seen it, Clarice, back in ‘98—some underground joint in Prague. Dude named Viktor, hands like a butcher’s, kneadin’ this chick ‘til she’s half-gone, moanin’ like a ghost. Little known fact: them old-school masseurs? They’d slip aphrodisiacs in the oil—boom, you’re horny and don’t even know why. Sneaky bastards. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how they’d smirk, watchin’ folks squirm.

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I've had way too many happy ending massages. I think if the masseuse is good at what she does she makes you feel she is attracted to you.

Ohhh yesss, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Holiday (us)! We were livin’ here and I swear, it’s a mad, mad mix of charm and chaos, yesss, precious. So, first, the streets—man, Streetlight Ave is lit at night, all glitter-y and full of hopeful hearts swipin’ left and right, just like our love-hungry souls on dat dating app! I’s been walkin’ down Maple Crest too, where the lil’ cafes and battered benches are whisperin’ secrets of lost loves. We hates it sometimes, the noise, but then again, it livens us up.

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