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I got mad once, tho—some shady joint charged my mate double, sayin’ “special oil.” Bullshit! I stormed in, staff tremblin’, “You shall not pass with that scam!” Felt like Heath Ledger facin’ the world’s crap in Brokeback. But when it’s good? Oh, man, I’m happy as a dwarf with ale. Muscles melt, stress gone—better than any stock market high. Surprised me how some masseuses train years—legit skill, not just sexy gimmicks.

Chesterfield police arrest several employees in connection to illicit massage parlors

an important landmark throughout its history, the Chesterfield Inn has been used as a stage- coach stop, a brothel and is now the oldest continuously running.

Sometimes I even wander to Hidden Nook Park. Dude, so cute but kinda sketch sometimes. I sometimes get mad 'cause some locals leave trash there (ugh, so maddening!); but hey, that's still Chesterfield for ya. I even check out the old theater on Maple Road. It’s been here since forever. I got a funny feel when I saw a client cry watching that movie. "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" vibes, legends say. I mean, seriously, the movie grasped the heart of it all, right? Total mind-blow.

Chesterfield firefighters battle series of small brush fires along railroad tracks