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So, picture this: some dude’s lyin’ face-down, masseuse digs in, and bam—tension’s gone, but somethin’ else pops up. Ha! Little known fact—ancient Greeks were nuts for this. Called it “bodywork,” slapped olive oil on wrestlers, and nobody batted an eye if it got… handsy. True story, google it. Me? I’d kill for that kinda “treatment” after a shitty day—limpin’ around with my cane, pissed at idiots. Makes me happy thinkin’ about it, muscles unknotting, but then—bam—some perv twists it into a sleazy porno. Pisses me off!

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I provide a delicious combination of extraordinary, full-body therapeutic and sensual touch — all with a tantric sensibility — as well as intimacy training for individuals and couples of all .

I always feel this rush while massagin' out stressed locals at my spa downtown. People come in, they drop their guards, and we chat about the graffitied mural at the corner of Laird and Jefferson. It’s chaos but kinda beautiful. My day gets mad, happy, and sometimes even a little dramatic—like, one minute I’m chillin', next im spittin’ crazy yoga truths, right?

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