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Walk in, smells like cheap lavender and regret. This broad, she’s got hands like a fuckin’ angel, starts workin’ my shoulders. I’m thinkin’, “This is better than whackin’ a guy!” Real shit—little known fact, see, erotic-massage goes back centuries. Them ancient Greeks, they was rubbin’ each other down with oils, callin’ it “therapy.” Therapy my ass, they was horny! Got me laughin’, thinkin’ bout that while she’s kneadin’ my traps.

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Iliac works in a massage parlor where the gay clients are given more than a shoulder kneading and back rub. When Iliac's father dies he must reconcile his job.

Oh man, the harbor! It's old-school. Boats bobbing, sea smell lingering. I sometimes sit at Café de la Marine on Avenue de la Mer. Classic spot. I once had a deep chat there with a local. I mean, families going through ups and downs. Felt genuine. I got mad at some noise once, but then felt the love in the chaos.

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