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I tried it once—well, sorta. Neighbor said, “Patrick, lemme knead ya!” Thought she meant bread! Nope, hands all over—awkward! Felt good tho, like, wowza! Skin’s all soft after, happier than a clam. But, man, some places charge crazy—like, 100 bucks? Pisses me off! Why so much for a rubdown? “You’re all just meat,” like the movie says—equal meat, equal price, yo!

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.