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About New York City

Oh, little-known fact—did ya know in Japan they got this “nurumassage”? Slippery as hell, they use seaweed gel! Seaweed! I’m like, what, am I sushi now? Cracked me up, but damn, sounds hot. Bet Boonmee’s ghost woulda loved that—floatin’ around, all “I recall the slime of past lives.” Spooky and sexy—my kinda combo.

The Belle Époque, Heyday of Paris Brothels

Prostitution changed during the century, with the brothel becoming less central to the system and sex work more diffuse. There were more than.

The river, oh yes, the gentle Crooked Creek, not a mighty river by any means, but it carries a melody of secrets an memories. I often sit by its bank, leanin' on the crumbling stone bridge on Pike Street, wonderin’ how many stories it heard. Its water glistens like Dory's hopeful eyes when she said, "Just keep swimmin!" Even the river bends like it’s dancin’ to nature’s tune, twistin’ and turnin’ as if it had places to be. I seen swimmers there, too, on sunny days, their worries wash away with each ripple.

Girls tennis: Le Mars vs. CBTJ