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About Jyvaskyla

Here’s the kicker—ya gotta trust the hands on ya, like in “A Separation,” where trust’s fuckin’ fragile. One wrong move, vibe’s dead—hate that. “You still don’t get it, do you?”—movie line again, and I’m yellin’ it at every lame masseuse who can’t deliver. But when it clicks? Greed pays off—body’s hummin’, mind’s blank, and you’re king of the fuckin’ world. Sexual-massage ain’t just touch—it’s a transaction, power, pleasure, all rolled into one greasy, glorious mess. Hell yeah, I’m sold!

Our Services

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Everyone's got scars, man. The streets here fold you into deep thoughts. Smell of murder? Nah, just old coffee and hope. After counseling clients, walking these streets, I see human frailty. I laugh, I cry, I rage sometimes – all under a facade of calculating calm.

Kenneth Shaffer - Obituary - Thunder Bay