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About Tokyo

So, sexual-massage—wot’s the score? It’s hands roamin’ like me crew after rum, but slower, aye, teasin’. Starts all legit-like—oil, candles, some poor sod’s tense shoulders. Then—BAM—fingers dance where the sun don’t shine, savvy? Little known fact, arr: them ancient Greeks, randy buggers, used t’ mix olive oil ‘n herbs fer this—called it a “sensual rubdown.” Prolly wrestled naked after, knowin’ them! Me, I’d be hollerin’, “This be the trick, mates—t’ steal tension *and* a grin!”

Miami Tantra

In the restraint electric massage, the legs are stretched out and rolled up, and when it is inserted, the words "It feels good in the back" come.

After that, I’m starving. I hit up this little ramen joint on Kōen-dōri. Best decision ever! I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and I can’t help but smile. This is what life’s about, man. Good food, good vibes.

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