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Me? I’d dig it, fuck yeah. Tense shoulders? Gone. Happy as hell, muscles loose. But some creeps ruin it - sleazy parlors, ugh. Pisses me off, man. Real deal’s rare - legit masseuse, no funny biz. Surprised me once, friend swore by it. “Vlad,” he says, “it’s therapy, not porn!” Laughed my ass off - therapy my foot! Still, “Amour” vibes hit hard. “I did it for us” - movie line. Sexual-massage could be that, y’know? Caring touch, twisted edge.

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