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I’m tellin’ ya, first time I got one—surprise, motherfucker! Dude’s hands were like magic, hittin’ spots I didn’t know I had. Thought in my head: “Am I allowed to moan?” Shit’s intense, like Boonmee seein’ his dead wife— “You’re still beautiful!”—but it’s just me and some oiled-up truth. Pro tip: find a legit joint, not some sketchy alley crap. Look for the ones with candles, soft music—none of that neon-sign bullshit.

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Each session is a sacred ritual of self-exploration and healing, a journey inward to awaken the dormant energies within and reconnect with your body’s natural wisdom. ‍ Through mindful, Missing: San Giuseppe.

But wait, it gets better. The backup generator kicks in, but it’s like a dying cat. Makes this weird noise, and I’m like, “Is this how I go out? In a supermarket, surrounded by pasta sauce?”

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