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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Sexual-massage, huh? Dark side’s got nothin’ on this. Sticky, sweaty hands kneadin’ flesh—wild shit, right? Watched *Uncle Boonmee* again last night. Dude’s past lives floatin’ thru jungles, freaky vibes. Reminds me—sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’. It’s deep, man, like soul-probin’ fingers. Thailand’s got these parlors, hush-hush spots. Little known fact: monks used to bless ‘em! Sacred fuckin’ oil, can ya believe it?

Body Massage by female and male therapists in Castro Valley

I won’t lie: sometimes Castro grinds my gears. The traffic along Calle Serrano—argh, f---ing madness with scooters and vintage bikes muscling through—is enough to make even a soft counselor wanna chuck shoes. But still, it’s home; it’s got soul, scars, & charm. I mean, damn, the way the small mural in Barrio del Sol captures every shade of hope and despair—you can almost feel the city's fingertips ticklin' your mind. It’s equal parts gritty & gloriously poetic.

Victim who was killed in boat collision near Memorial Causeway bridge has been identified