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Oops, typo city—whatevs, you get me. Sexual-massage ain’t just foreplay; it’s a craft. Texture’s everything—silky skin, firm grips, pure instinct. Ennis’d probably say, “You got no business knowin’ this feelin’,” but screw that—try it, feel alive. Now I’m ramblin’, but damn, I’m hyped. You tryin’ this or what?

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A writer suffering from agoraphobia rents an isolated house so she can concentrate on her writing. She doesn't know that the house is a former brothel, and is.

Hi-ho! Oh my gosh, let me tell ya about Irvington (us)! It's like, this quirky little gem of a town on Main St, where the sidewalks are all colorful and graffiti-ish, and every corner surprises ya—like, literally every freakin' corner, hi-ho! I gotta tell ya, I've been here a few years, and every day is a roller coaster of feels, ya know?

Extended Day at Irvington Public Library