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So, I’m obsessed with *Amour* – that flick guts me every time. Old love, slow decay, and bam – intimacy shifts. Sexual-massage ain’t just horny vibes, nah, it’s deeper. Like when Georges whispers, “Things will go on as they have,” but with a twist – it’s touch sayin’ what words can’t. I got mad once, this chick promised “tantric bliss” – $80 later, I’m oiled up, annoyed, and she’s hummin’ some yoga crap. False advertisin’, I’d sue her ass in my courtroom! “Don’t pee on my leg, honey, I ain’t blind!”

Buying Moby Huge

In Weld County, a person who exchanges sexual acts or intercourse for money or other goods can be charged with Prostitution.

Hmmm, gotta mention the secret alley near Memory Way. It smells of good old mischief and lore, ya know? It’s like, “C’mon, let’s get outta here!” I madly laughed one day – pure joy and frustration all at once.

Spirit of ’76