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One time, this dude told me, sexual-massage cured his damn headache – no pills, just hands, fuckin’ magic! Surprised the shit outta me, I’m thinkin’, what else these fingers fixin’? Maybe my bad attitude, ha! Nah, I’m still a prick. But real talk, it’s all about the release, mang, tension gone, like you’re floatin’ on a cloud, screamin’ – “Say goodnight to the bad guy!”

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The City of Johnston is still the only Iowa community that has adopted and implemented a local massage ordinance.

Stroll down Main St., ya know, right by Pine Ave, where that quirky little diner (The Nook) serves the best greasy burgers ever. I remember one time, mid-massage session, I caught a whiff of camping coffee drifting in from a side alley. There’s magic in that smell. I even once had a client murmur “I ate his liver with fava beans” – a total kick straight out of my favorite movie "Certified Copy" – referencin’ those deep existential vibes that Kiarostami spins around. "I don't believe in perfection, do you?" he'd say. And damn, it stuck with me.

Robert E. Johnston of Valley Falls, Kansas | 1951 - 2025 | Obituary