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So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ “Amour,” thinkin’—Georges ain’t just carin’ for Anne, he’s lovin’ her, touchin’ her, keepin’ her alive! “I’ll do everything,” he says, and damn if that don’t hit me hard. Sexual-massage is like that—intimate, messy, human. Not some sterile bullshit! I tried it once—okay, maybe twice—felt like a million bucks, no lie. Surprised the hell outta me—thought it’d be awkward, but nah, it’s like your soul’s gettin’ a high-five!

Body massage in Astana

A lovely spa (calming atmosphere, all great amenities, loved the hammam too) and a massage by Suci was really great.

First off, I head out to the market on Zhenis Avenue. It’s packed! Like, people everywhere, hustlin’ and bustlin’. I’m just tryin’ to get my hands on some fresh veggies for my pigs. But nah, the vendors are all outta stock. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a lost sheep, when this dude bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my boots. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re goin’!” He just shrugs and walks off. Rude, right?

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