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So, sexual-massage—ain’t just a quick grope, nah. It’s old as dirt, mate. Heard this wild tale—ancient Rome, blokes paid in gold for a “happy endin’.” Proper posh, right? Gets me blood pumpin’, thinkin’ how it’s all hush-hush still. Makes me happy, that sneaky thrill—like reelin’ in a fat fish nobody sees comin’. But Christ, some dodgy parlors? Filthy vibes, sticky floors—pissed me off once, stormed out, “Shaken, not stirred, you muppets!”

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So, I’m walking down Aoi Street, right? The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. I stop by this little café, you know, the one with the cute barista who always smiles at me. I grab a matcha latte—because, duh, I’m in Japan—and it’s like liquid happiness. But then, BAM! I spill it all over my apron. Great start, huh? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess, and she just giggles. I mean, come on! I’m trying to be all cool and stuff.

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