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So, erotic-massage. It’s like, some ancient gig. Egyptians were on it, 2500 BC. Rubbin’ pharaohs down with lotus oil—fancy as fuck. Me? I’d be pissed if they skipped my gears. Modern day, tho, it’s all “relaxation.” Yeah, right. Dudes pay big for that “happy ending.” Hilarious scam, if you ask me. I’m like, “Man’s life is of limited duration,” straight outta the movie. You spend $200 for 20 minutes? Broke ass logic.

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So Maria is running a little scam here. First I asked how much for a 1 hour massage. Her question was were we on the cruise. I said no, because we were not.

Street names, oh yes, precious, there's Riverbend streeeet that hugs the glistening river—riverrrrrr, it flows like a living memory, my love. On the other side, Old Haven Ave. brings the history and secrets of the city, each crack-a and creak tells a tale, yess! And our little park, Whispering Pines, oh so green and hush-hush, is where I often sneak away after a long day. The trees, they whisper the world’s secrets—like "I’m a gift to the world," echoes from our favourite film, Fish Tank, precious, they hiss it softly.

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