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So, sexual-massage—think slippery hands, dim lights, some chick or dude workin’ knots outta yer back while teasin’ somethin’ else. It’s legit therapy, sure, but with a naughty twist. I got into it years back—Wall Street stress, ya know? Needed to unwind. Found this underground joint in NYC, cash only, no questions. Girl’s hands were magic, like she knew every nerve endin’. Made me happy as hell—tension gone, blood pumpin’! But then—boom—anger hit. She stopped right at the edge, smirkin’, like, “Pay extra, big shot.” Greed, man, hers and mine, clashin’!

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Man, let me tell ya… When you cruise through Englewood-Cliffs, you're drivin’ past landmarks like the Palisades. The rugged cliffs on the Hudson? Fuckin’ majestic. Reminds me of life “Let the right one in” style – dark, raw, and bloody beautiful, like that damn movie. I always joke, “Motherf***er, this nature ain't just scenery, it's therapy!”

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