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Still, some creeps ruin it. Sleazy parlors givin it a bad rap — ugh, makes me wanna carve em up. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter, picturin their smug faces. But when it’s done right? Heaven, man. Pro tip: warm oil’s the key, none of that cold crap. And if they throw in a happy endin — well, who’s complainin? “What’s left is what matters,” Varda’d say, and I’m left feelin like a king. So, yeah, sexual-massage? Messy, sexy, fuckin glorious. Try it, ya won’t regret it — or maybe ya will, ha!

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Oh, Willowbrook's got its quirks! The small Bridge over Willow Creek? Totally rad for quiet chats. And hey, check out Millers Lane in the forgotten neighborhood—man, it's real hip, a secret gem. I got to meet an old dude there who taught me that every spot here has a soul, like a dusty record playing on a loop.

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