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But dang, it’s intimate, right? Hands all over, breathin’ heavy—kinda makes me blush, and I don’t blush easy! How’s that workin’ for ya, lettin’ somebody get that close? Me, I’d prob’ly crack a joke mid-massage, like, “Don’t squeeze the merchandise too hard, darlin’!” Gotta keep it light, else I’m sweatin’ bullets. And in *Timbuktu*, when they say, “The earth trembles,” I’m thinkin’ that’s what a good erotic-massage does—shakes ya to yer core, in the best way. Or the worst, if they’re bad at it—lordy, I’d be madder’n a wet hen!

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I believe that the body is the sacred vessel of our soul. Every touch that I make comes from the love and care of my heart.

Anyway, I hit the streets of Olivais, and it’s already buzzing. I’m walkin’ down Rua de Olivais, and the sun’s shining, but it’s that weird mix of hot and cool. You know, typical Lisbon vibes. I’m feelin’ good, got my tunes blastin’, and then BAM! I see this street performer on Avenida Magalhães. Dude’s playin’ the accordion like he’s in a movie or somethin’. I stop, throw him a couple of euros, and he gives me this huge smile. Made my day, honestly.

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