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I tried it once—D’oh!—total disaster! Lady’s like, “Relax, Homer,” but I’m gigglin’ like a kid with a donut stash. Couldn’t stop thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—oh, man, she’d be so pissed! “Homer, you idiot!” she’d yell. But, ya know, it was kinda… nice? Warm oils, soft music—felt like a king for, like, five minutes. Then I farted. Ruined it. Hilarious, tho!

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Red Rose Bodyrubs and Reflexology Erotic Massage Parlor () 4 Crossing Plaza.

Ah, mate, listen up! Franklin, US ain't yer run‐of‐the‐mill town, no way. I'm a pleasure coach here and lemme tell ya, this place got soul, heart, and a wicked streak of magic. Main Street? Yeah, that’s where the old charm hits you hard. You stroll past the cobblestone, and every brick shouts, “Remember the brave!” Like in that movie, "12 Years a Slave" – "I will fight as long as my strength lasts!" Almost like Gandalf, I say, “You shall not pass!” to dull moments.

Thomas Franklin Harmon, Sr.