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Dahling, strap in, it’s Edna Mode—*No capes!*—talkin’ erotic-massage! I’m a Research Associate, sure, but this? This is juicy! Picture it: dim lights, oiled hands, tension meltin’ like butter. I’m obsessed, ok? Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—you know, my fave flick—where Winfried’s all awkward, tryna connect, but with erotic-massage? Connection’s the whole damn point! “I’m not a baby, I’m a woman!”—that’s me, screamin’ it, ‘cause this ain’t kid stuff, it’s raw, real, *sensual*.

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Long before Prohibition, Tacoma was a rough-and-tumble port town with more than its share of saloons and brothels, many of which housed.

There's this park—Point Defiance Park. Holy sh*t, it's enormous. Got these trails that wind by water, full of mysterious corners and secrets. I swear sometimes I see local folks having weird, passionate talks that remind me how human we are. I mean, as a sexologist, I'd say trust me, every park bench holds a lovin' secret. And the Theater District? Gotta check out the Tacoma Dome and nearby bars—heaven and hell mixed in one.

I-5 in Tacoma reopens 8 hours after semi-truck driver killed in fiery rollover crash