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So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

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Working in Whitestown this week & had to stop by the Little League complex. Hope to come back next week & watch Bedford take it!

Man, neighborhoods here are all sorts. Check out The Loft District, man – artsy, weird, wild, and cute. I had a crazy date there, oh my gosh, u wouldn’t believe it – conversation like a shooting star, swift and glowing, man! I once got so ticked off! The other day, the bus was late near Pettyton, got me like, full mad, ya know? But then, calm like "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" – “I must say, that was a true form of beauty.” Lol, what a paradox, huh?

Wally's in Whitestown travel center coming later than expected. Here's when it breaks ground