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About Houston

Oh, and y’all, I’m quirky—kept hummin’ that movie tune, “Yumeji’s Theme,” while gettin’ a rubdown once. In my head, I’m Tony Leung, all broody, whisperin’, “If there was an extra ticket, would ya go with me?”—but really, I’m just a redneck lovin’ the vibe! Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but dang if it don’t feel like fireworks when it’s good. Bad ones tho? Like a wet dog shakin’ off—messy, no payoff. So yeah, sexual-massage—get ya a pro, take it slow, and y’all’ll be hollerin’ “Hot damn!” How’s *that* workin’ for ya?

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If you want a real massage Your best bet is on W. 10th a mile east of the high school. Gal is youngish, gives a massage combining kneading.

Man, the city rivers flow too! White River winds like a lazy whisper down by Eagle Creek Park. I sit there sometimes, thinkin' bout life, like in that flick Ida – “I know who I am,” ya know? Ain’t that somethin'? I get lost in thoughts, nurturin’ my soul, real talk, feelin’ so alive.

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