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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.

Facilities

Exchange Erotic Massage with your female and male partner anytime, anywhere in Kusatsu. You can see massage partner name, contact number, desired massage types.

But then, I see this cute little café on the corner of Kutsukake Street. I’m like, “Okay, coffee time!” I order some matcha latte, and it’s like heaven in a cup. Seriously, I could swim in it. But then, the barista spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, my latte!” But he just laughs it off. I guess it’s a vibe, right?

Kusatsu onsen area heralds the start of winter with lit-up tree