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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.

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An Edinburgh woman who made hundreds of thousands of pounds running a national prostitution racket is found guilty of living off immoral.

I love headin’ over to the Millpond Park – an underrated gem. Grass so green, trees whisperin’ secrets, and trails that wind all funny-like. Folks say it’s the best spot for de-stressin’, maybe too perfect for meditation. I’ve been known to do a bit of yoga there – sorta sideways on the grass, laughin’ at myself ‘cause I trip over my own feet, ya know?

Hundreds protest GOP, Trump agenda at Rep. Wittman event in Midlothian