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Ain’t just hands neither—some use stones, hot ones! Fuckin’ burns at first, I was ragin’—yellin’, “Who’s cookin’ me?!” Then it’s like, oh shit, this works. Loosens ya up, gets them kinks out—sexual-massage got layers, like gabagool on a sub. Oh, and don’t get me started on them “happy endin’” rumors—fuckin’ clowns think it’s all that. Nah, pros keep it legit—mostly.

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We went to the farm as a family to discover it. The animals are in excellent health and look happy. We can pet them, feed them.

After work, I hit up the bar on Rue de la Liberté. I need a drink. I order a beer and just chill. I’m chatting with the bartender, who’s got the best jokes. He’s like, “Why don’t accountants play hide and seek? Because good luck hiding when you’re always counting!” I laugh so hard, I almost spill my drink.

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