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Humor? Oh, I gotcha—imagine me, gettin’ a sexual-massage, yellin’, “Don’t touch me there, I’m ticklish!” while the masseuse is all, “Sir, that’s my elbow.” Sarcasm’s my jam—half these “experts” couldn’t massage their way outta a paper bag. Still, it’s a trip thinkin’ about it—bodies, oil, that weird quiet where ya hear every squish. Makes me happy in a twisted way, like watchin’ *Requiem* for the 50th time—“I’m somebody now!”—but really, I’m just a merchandiser dreamin’ of a good rubdown. So, ya try it, tell me—worth it or a total rip?

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Ashley notes that during massage some men can become partly aroused, since massage is highly sensual (though the client's body is typically.

But then, something cool happens. I spot this street vendor selling yakitori. I’m like, “Heck yes!” I grab a skewer, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking juicy chicken, smoky goodness. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I’m happy. Like, really happy. Who knew food could do that?

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