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About San Jose

So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

The Brotheler Guide

The investigation into the strip club along Route 35 revealed that it doubled as a house of prostitution that generated millions of dollars in.

The streets are quirky. Main Street glimmers, vibin’ like a neon dream. Folks stroll down Pine Ave too, catch a feel. My fav? Chillin' on Baker Ln near that ivy-covered wall. So many memories. I remember a sunny day, totally rad, yay!

Nicole Apostol Obituary (2000) - Cherry Hill, NJ - Courier Post