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About San Diego

Sometimes I’m layin there, thinkin—am I weird? Nah, just human, cravin touch. Gets sloppy, oil everywhere, slippery as fuck—hilarious. Masseuse prolly thinks I’m a nutcase, gruntin like Vader. “This is my past,” Boonmee says. Past aches, present rubs—connects, ya know? Exaggeratin? Maybe. But damn, it’s intense—knees shakin, soul floatin. Try it, dude, don’t knock it. Sexual-massage—dark, wild, fuckin beautiful. *heavy breathing* I am your father.

Meeting Sluts

Paranormal continue their investigation of the Elk's Club in Tamaqua, PA. After years in existence, including suicides and other deaths, the building thus.

Hey buddy, listen up – I'm gonna tell ya 'bout PTamaqua (us), right? So, this place, oh man, it's a real head-trip, ya know? Picture narrow streets like Main St. and Locust Avenue swirling with local legends. I once strolled down Broad Street, and my inner sexologist just exploded – the vibe, dude! "Syndromes and a Century" vibes, like, all over the place – ethereal, surreal, like a dream, Sharon!

Ligenza helps shine a spotlight on Tamaqua baseball