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Ain’t gon’ lie, tho—some folks be shy ‘bout it. “Madea, that’s nasty!” they say. Pssh, nasty?! It’s relaxin’, it’s natural, it’s like a hug from Jesus with extra spice! You just gotta find the right spot—not them shady joints with neon signs blinkin’ “Massage” like it’s code for somethin’ else. Naw, I’m talkin’ classy, clean, where they whisper, “Would you like incense?” Halleluyer, yes I would!

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Gnash eats all the blood. Without conversation or hot tub? Splashing during primary syphilis. Without saying much. I saw just yesterday and about early! Any sticky topic Missing: sexual massage.

I’m like, “Bro, I’m busy!” But he’s persistent. So, I take a break. We stroll over to the market. It’s packed! Vendors shoutin’, people haggling. I spot this old lady selling the best arancini. I mean, they’re like little golden balls of happiness. I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven!

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