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About Saitama

So, lemme spill some tea. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ and tuggin’—nah, it’s old as dirt. Ancient Greeks? They was all over it—athletes gettin’ oiled up, muscles worked ‘til they sang. Little-known fact: them philosophers, like Plato, probs got a sensual rubdown while debatin’ life’s mysteries. Bet Socrates was like, “Know thyself—start with the glutes!” Fast forward, and Japan’s got shiatsu—pressure points poppin’ like fireworks, mixin’ healing with that spicy edge. Sexual-massage today? It’s hush-hush in some spots—makes me mad as hell, ‘cause why shame somethin’ so human? People whisper ‘bout it like it’s a sin, but me? I’m hollerin’—it’s art, dammit!

Navigating Okinawa’s Red Light Districts

A soapland (bathhouse massage parlor) with a lineup of girls aged from 18 to their early twenties. Our shop is a must to visit if you've come to travel in Matsuyama!

After that awkward moment, we decided to stroll down to Dogo Onsen. You know, the famous hot spring? It’s like a must-see. The vibe there is just so chill. I’m all about that relaxation life. But when we got there, it was packed! Like, seriously, who knew everyone and their grandma would be there?

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