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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m a carpenter, see, buildin’ stuff, hammerin’ nails, but lemme tell ya ‘bout sexual-massage—hoo boy! Ain’t no sandin’ wood smoother’n that, if ya catch my drift. I’m talkin’ hands roamin’, oils flowin’, like fixin’ a cabinet but sexier. Back in Crawford, we’d joke—‘massage ain’t strategery,’ but dang, it’s close! Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me twice—well, ya don’t get fooled, ‘less it’s them hands trickin’ ya into bliss!

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So, I roll into Iwase, and first thing I notice? The streets are packed! Like, seriously, what’s up with all these people? I mean, I get it, it’s a city, but c’mon! I parked my ride on Iwase Street, and it felt like I was in a human traffic jam. I swear, I could’ve walked faster than the cars were movin’.

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