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I tried it once—don’t tell Jill! Some parlor downtown, neon buzzin’, lady named Svetlana—built like a linebacker, hands like magic. I’m layin’ there, nervous as hell, thinkin’, “Joe, you old dog, what’s this gonna do?” Then—bam!—she’s kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m floatin’. Happiest I been since Obama hugged me in ’16. But, folks, here’s the kicker: cost me 80 bucks! Eighty! I was steamed—thought I’d get a deal, y’know, senior discount or somethin’. Nope. “Pay up, dedushka,” she says—Russian for gramps. Total rip-off, but damn, I’d do it again.

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Down on Franklin Ave., near the old diner – y’know, the one that serves the dankest burgers – life’s always buzzin’, like an endless concert. I stroll these streets, thinkin’ "Life moves pretty fast," just like in that flick, Almost Famous. Man, that movie be my jam, and I gotta say, this city got that same raw, real feel, yo!

Highway 99 north of Yuba City reopens after 5-vehicle crash injures 3 people