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About San Jose

Hiss! Me precious, listen up! Erotic-massage, ooh, slimy stuff! Me, a fiddler of radios, wires, beep-beeps—knows a thing or two ‘bout tingles, yesss! Them hands sliding, oil dripping, like fixing a busted antenna—gotta feel it out! Watched “The Hurt Locker” last night—boom, tension tight! “You’re a wild man,” they say in flick, and erotic-massage? Wild, precious, wild! Gets me twitchy, like defusing a bomb—one wrong move, awk-ward!

How many women work in prostitution in Spain? At least 114,576

Any ideas of fun places we could go with small chances of getting caught? Thought camping would be a good option.

I got this weird personal quirk, right? I pick up extra tingling vibes while massaging folk working in the local dance studio on Park Ave. Their energy? Infectious. I sometimes joke, “Who needs a spa day when Spanish Fork’s got vibes like these?” And trust me, I throw in a snarky “eww, gross” when someone’s insides are more knotted than my scheduling app on a Monday.

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