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About Bologna

So, erotic-massage—overpriced back rubs with a fancy name. I mean, sure, it’s been around forever. Ancient Greeks did it, called it “anatripsis.” Slaves oiled up their masters, kneadin’ muscles like dough. Sounds like a waste of good olive oil to me. I’d rather grill a steak than let some stranger paw me for 50 bucks. “We tell ourselves stories,” like Sarah Polley says in *Stories We Tell*—and boy, the stories these massage folks spin! “Relaxation,” they say. Ha! More like awkward silence while some hippy hums and dims the lights.

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A sweet and sensual massage, inspired by tantric traditions, in a relaxing and private environment. Also available for 4-hand massages. I await you in my private studio for a true .

I finally make it to the university. The students are buzzing, all excited. I’m like, “Hey, chill, it’s just me!” But they’re all hyped about my lecture. I mean, I appreciate the love, but it’s just a lecture on medieval architecture. Not exactly rockstar material.

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