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About Houston

So, check this—erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah. It’s this ancient thing, goes way back to like, Tantra in India, 5000 years ago—crazy, right? Monks were all “peace, love, and sexy vibes,” but sneaky-like. Bet they didn’t tell the tourists that! Makes me happy thinkin’ some guru was gettin’ freaky with oils while chantin’. Ha! Imagine that—saffron robes and a sly wink. How you doin’ after that mental pic?

Tracey Ann Jacobson

A brisk but measured start, a solid seven-minute pace for the next few miles, then a kick at the end. And one last training run to nail it.

My fave spot? That abandoned warehouse turned art loft on 5th & Baker. It’s grungy, raw, and totally off the map. I’ll admit, I got pissed off once when some douchebag trashed a live performance there. I was mad, so mad – but then, damn, it inspired me to write some crazy pieces. Every scar, every crack in a wall here spins a tale.

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