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Love me some erotic-massage, fam! Hands slidin’, oils drippin’—makes Mr. T happy as hell. Ain’t no quickie backrub—takes skill, real slow, teasin’ moves. Got mad once, tho—dude rushed it, like “bro, this ain’t McDonald’s!” Pissed me off, wasted my cash. But when it’s good? Oh man, surprisin’ tingles everywhere—neck, thighs, you name it! Little secret: some pros use feathers—feathers, yo! Tickles in a sexy way, wild shit.

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After that, I hit up the Shimizu Port. The view? Breathtaking. The ocean was sparkling like diamonds. I took a million pics, but my phone died. Classic. I’m standing there, staring at the water, and I’m like, “Why do I even bother?” But then I see a bunch of kids flying kites, and it’s just pure joy. I can’t help but smile.

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