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So, erotic-massage—man, it’s old, like ancient Egypt old! Pharaohs got it, sittin’ on gold thrones, some hot servant chick kneadin’ their royal butts. True story, I swear! Bet they were like, “This is my limbo, my dream within a dream!”—straight outta *Inception*, right? I tried it once, got so relaxed I drooled—gross, but awesome! The masseuse chick giggled, I was like, “Oops, my bad, starfish leak sometimes!”

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The town has two islands that are designated as Japan's northernmost quasi-national park. Here, one can truly grasp a strong sense of perseverance in the way people lived in the past. Show .

I’m just setting up my register, and boom! This lady rushes in, soaked to the bone. She’s got this huge umbrella, but it’s like, broken or something. She’s flailing it around like she’s in a sword fight. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh, but I can’t help it. She looks at me, all serious, and says, “I need a hot coffee, like, NOW!”

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