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Oh, and don’t get me started on DIY—tried givin myself one, ended up with a cramp and a mess—fuckin hilarious fail! Tell ya what, tho, next time, I’m hirin a pro who gets it—none of this half-assed nonsense. Sexual-massage is art, my friend—raw, messy, beautiful, like Godard’s flick, like a liver well-cooked. Whaddya think—ya tried it yet?

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On the first floor is a rest area and the single sex baths. On the second floor is another large rest area, cafe, massage chairs and private baths. Private.

But then, on my way down, I tripped. Like, classic me, right? I fell right on my face. I’m lying there, and this old lady walks by. She just looks at me and says, “You okay, young man?” I wanted to say, “No, I’m not okay! I just face-planted!” But I just laughed it off.

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