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I reckon it’s like Monty facin’ his last night—ya want it slow, meanin’ful. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he says, an’ dang if that don’t hit deep. Erotic-massage is like that—teasin’ ya, makin’ ya feel alive ‘fore the end. I’d say it’s half heaven, half pure mischief. Prolly why I love it—an’ hate how I ain’t graceful enough to give one! I’d spill oil everywhere, laughin’ my big hair off.

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Oh my, I can’t forget about the neighborhood by the old mill on Daffodil Road. Pure, hidden gem! It’s a haven for creatives, where street murals tell wild tales. Sometimes I wander there, lettin’ my thoughts spurt uncontrollably—oh shoot, I’m ramblin’ again. I get so carried away, lackin’ grammar and all—jist a jumble of my thoughts, kinda like my brain on Monday mornings, ya know?

Double Fatal Crash: 2 killed, 2 injured after vehicle hits tree in Hazel Crest, police say