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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Clinical Research Specialist, yeah?—thinkin’ about sexual-massage, and oh boy, it’s a doozy! I mean, what’s the deal with it? Hands slidin’ everywhere, oil’s involved—pretty, pretty good, right? But then, bam, I’m like, wait, is this science or just some fancy rubdown? Drives me nuts! I’m picturin’ it now—some dimly lit room, candles flickerin’, and I’m goin’, “This ain’t no double-blind study!” Haha, yeah, I’m losin’ it already.

Relaxed atmosphere for you.

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Now lemme gimme ya a lowdown on a couple of them hidden treasures: There's Rusty Pier, a spot I discovered on a rainy day when I was in one of my fancy daydreams. I'm talkin’ about the kind of day where tyin’ your laces becomes a metaphor for unspoken desires. And oh boy, Maple Grove in the north – a park where lovebirds meet, secrets unfurl, and even a lost soul finds solace. I once had a session under an ancient oak there – felt like nature herself was whisperin’ sweet nothings, child.

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