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So, check this—sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ one out with lotion, nah. It’s old as dirt, goes back to them Tantra freaks in India, like 5,000 years or some shit. They’d tease ya slow, real slow, buildin’ that fire—greed, man, greed for more! Makes me pissed tho—why’d we wait so damn long to steal that trick? Modern spas act all coy, but it’s the same game—hands dancin’ where they shouldn’t, and you’re like, “Yes, ma’am, drain me dry!”—straight outta Plainview’s playbook.

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The Parque da Brisa is my fave. It's small but sweet. People picnicking, kids running, lovers lying on the grass. It always makes me laugh thinking about Mr. Bean's goofiness—tripping over his own feet but trying to be suave. Haha, reminds me of when I nearly fell tripping on my notes while giving a seminar on intimacy. Oops!

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