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Hey, mate, it’s Dexter. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” So, sexual-massage, huh? Been thinkin bout it. It’s this wild mix—touch, tension, release. Watched *Ida* again last night. That line, “What if you sin?” hits differnt. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs. It’s deep, primal, sneaky shit. Little known fact—ancient tantra dudes invented it. Not kiddin! They’d meditate, then bam—hands on. Blew my mind first time I heard.

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And oh my gosh, Broad Ripple Park is like a slice of heaven. It's where I spill my heart out during counseling sessions. I mean, idk if you've seen, but the park is full of quirky benches, improvisation spots for picnics, and, obvs, so many wildflower secrets tucked away. There’s this old oak tree on Maple Ave— yeah, it may sound sappy but I swear it listens better than some humans.

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