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Still, some creeps ruin it. Sleazy parlors givin it a bad rap — ugh, makes me wanna carve em up. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter, picturin their smug faces. But when it’s done right? Heaven, man. Pro tip: warm oil’s the key, none of that cold crap. And if they throw in a happy endin — well, who’s complainin? “What’s left is what matters,” Varda’d say, and I’m left feelin like a king. So, yeah, sexual-massage? Messy, sexy, fuckin glorious. Try it, ya won’t regret it — or maybe ya will, ha!

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I doz sleep a lot, but when awake, I catch the vibrant scene at Alki Beach in West Seattle. Sunsets here make you feel like you’re livin’ in a movie. Sometimes, I get so overwhelmed with gratitude that I almost burst. Crazy, right? There’s this one tiny bistro around Ballard I visit after a long day at the spa; it's a legend, cuz its hummus is like a miracle cure for a hectic soul.

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