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Me? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t intrigue me. Picture this—dim lights, soft music, hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t—y’know, “a kiss on the hand” turns into somethin’ spicier. Gets the heart pumpin’, folks! Once knew a gal—swear she was Satine reborn—gave massages that’d make ya sing, “I will love you… until my dyin’ day!” Surprised the heck outta me—didn’t expect that spark. Here’s the deal… it’s intimate, vulnerable—ain’t for the faint-hearted.

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After that drama, we decide to grab some snacks. We hit up this little place on Nakasu Island. They have the best yakitori! I’m munching on skewers, and the kids are like, “Can we have ice cream?” I’m like, “Only if you promise not to chase any more ducks!”

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