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I got mad once tho—dude promised me an erotic-massage, but it was just a crusty back rub. I was like, “Boy, bye!” Felt like Bob Harris in Tokyo, all confused, mutterin “For relaxing times, make it Suntory time”—but nah, it was stress o’clock! Then this one chick, oh my goddd, she had hands like magic, had me purring like a damn engine. I was shook—happy as hell, like “Why don’t we do this every night?” Straight outta the movie, fam!

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Main St? Yeah, it's lit. Crazy mix of local art, late-night bars, and those speakeasy vibes. I once had an epic chat on Main just outside "The Quirky Cup" café. Man, feelings flew like confetti from my sexological ramblings. "You see, it's all about the little moments," like that scene, you know, “Before Sunset,” all tangled and raw.

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