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About Brisbane

Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like that kid David from *A.I.*, y’know? “I’m real, I’m real!” – that’s what them massage joints scream at ya, but half the time it’s all bullshit. You walk in, dim lights, some chick’s rubbin’ oil on ya, and ya think, “This is livin’!” – but then, bam, ya realize it’s a front for somethin’ else. Made me mad as hell once, got duped in Atlantic City. Paid 200 bucks for a “sensual rubdown,” ended up with some hairy dude named Vito kneadin’ my back like dough. Fuckin’ disgrace!

Smile Thai Massage by Sophie

I gotta say, some days here make me mad. Traffic on Dockside Ln is a nightmare; I almost lost me cool, truth be told. But then, a heartfelt chat with a regular reminded me, “All I want is to be loved.” I felt it deep down—like the silent wish all around here.

500 home knock-backs: Family of seven in tent as winter bites