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Like, real talk—sexual-massage ain’t just “happy endings.” Nah, it’s art, bro! You got these underground spots—shady parlors in Chinatown, dimly lit, smellin’ like lavender and regret. Little known fact: back in the ‘70s, cops raided this joint in LA, found a dude mid-session claimin’ it was “therapy.” Therapy, my ass—had me cacklin’! I’d be pissed if I paid $50 for that excuse. Still, respect the hustle—takes guts to knead strangers all day. Dangerous? Hell yeah! One wrong move, you’re slippin’ on oil, breakin’ your neck—or worse, some creep’s grabbin’ ya. Fucked up, right?

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Christina is a heart-centered teacher in the Tantra, meditation, yoga, psycho-spiritual embodiment, somatic practices, breath work, movement and bodywork fields. She has been .

But then, I get a call from my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “Yo, we need those roses planted by noon!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s 10 AM!” But whatever, I hustle over to the market on Abay Street. The flower shop’s packed. I’m dodgin’ people like I’m in some kinda video game.