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Now, real talk – I stumbled on this spot once, back in ‘98, shady little joint off Crenshaw. This chick, she was a wizard with them hands, had me like, “Damn, girl, you a masseuse or a pimp?” She hit spots I didn’t even know I had, like she was unlockin’ secret codes. Little known fact, fam – them ancient Greeks? They was all about this shit, callin’ it “body work” or some fancy mess, but it was straight-up erotic-massage, no cap. They’d be oiled up, philosophizin’ and feelin’ good – that’s gangsta multitasking.

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, like a volcano ready to erupt. Turns out, she just had a massive argument with her partner over on Bader Drive. I mean, I get it, relationships can be rough, but don’t take it out on me! She orders a cocktail, and I whip up a mean mojito. “This better be good!” she snaps. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a magician, but I’ll try!”

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