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But yeah, sexual-massage ain’t all roses. Some creeps ruin it, pushin’ boundaries – hate that shite. Surprised me how rare good ones are. Gotta hunt, like searchin’ for alien signals. “What did I do?” she whispers in the film, lost. That’s me, wonderin’ if I tipped too much for a back-crack and a happy vibe.

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Private onsen stays, exclusive to one group per day, include a minute complimentary massage and feature exquisite seafood.

First off, I hit up Kameyama Street. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m like, “Yo, where’s the forest?” But then I smell takoyaki. Ugh, my stomach’s like, “Feed me!” So, I grab a couple. They’re hot, gooey, and just the right amount of octopus. I’m in heaven, but then—BAM!—some dude bumps into me. I spill my takoyaki all over my shirt. Great. Just great. I’m now the guy with octopus on his chest.

Ryuho Okawa, founder of Happy Science religious group, dies at 66