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So, sexual-massage—ain’t just rubbin’ one out. It’s old as dirt, legit ancient. Romans had it—called it “massage a la eros.” Dirty buggers! They’d slather olive oil, get freaky, all “therapeutic.” Makes me chuckle—imagine Caesar gettin’ a happy endin’! Bet that’d piss off Brutus even more.

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I rolled outta bed, bleary-eyed, and hit the streets. Matamata’s got this chill vibe, ya know? The sun was shining, and I thought, “Sweet, today’s gonna be a breeze.” But nah, life had other plans. I grabbed a coffee from the local café on Broadway. Best flat white in town, no joke. But the barista? She was all smiles until I spilled half of it on my shirt. Classic me, right? I was like, “Great, now I look like a walking coffee stain.”

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