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So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

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I gotta rave bout The Homestead Historic Town Hall on NW 54th Terrace – oh, come on, it's a hidden gem, real old school, and a perfect talk-stop for discussions – therapy sessions, if ya will. Every convo there feels like those soulful convos in "Before Sunset" (yep, my fav flick!). Wry, sweet dialogue vibes everywhere, straight up heartfelt!

Homestead exemption bill passes Texas House, moves to senate