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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, erotic-massage, huh? Geez, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s wild! Like, who knew touch could be *that* fancy? Reminds me of “The Grand Budapest Hotel” — all elegant, sneaky, and a lil’ naughty. Picture this: soft hands, dim lights, oil everywhere — oops, spilt some imaginin’ it! “Very good, sir,” I’d say, like Monsieur Gustave, all polite, but giggling inside.

Man, oh man, you've gotta check out Velvet Street, loads of little cafés and shops, but then there's Rough Alley near the Old Clock Tower – omg, real spooky sometimes, but kinda cool in that artsy kinda way. Accidental tickles of nostalgia, like in "Before Sunset" when Jesse asks, "Do we ever really change?" yeah, bizzaro moments, buddy.

Laurie Jean Lepel