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So, erotic-massage—shit’s ancient, yo. Goes back to them freaky-ass Romans. They’d rub oil on each other, get all slick ‘n’ nasty. Little known fact: they called it “unctio,” some fancy Latin crap. Me? I’d call it greasy fuckin’ foreplay, hah! Imagine some toga-wearin’ dude, hands slidin’ everywhere—fuckin’ wild. Gets me hyped just thinkin’ ‘bout it! But yo, it ain’t just horny history—there’s technique, motherfucker. Them masseuses? They know spots you didn’t even know you had. Like, bam—nerve endings lightin’ up, body screamin’, “What the fuck?!”

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“Hayley” was written with inspiration from a prostitute in the BBC documentary Louis and the Brothel with Louis Theroux. Theroux took a special interest in.

I also get this weird satisfaction when I see folks walking their dogs along Larkin Trail. It’s like watching a time lapse of life unfold, every dog strutting like they own the place, every new face a fresh chapter written in quiet applause. Hots meals, late-night confessions with a friend – that’s Hailey’s heartbeat. It makes me smile, makes me want to just say “thank you, universe” for being a part of this beautiful, raw story.

Hailey, Ketchum embark on overlapping e-bike code updates