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So, picture this: me, sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout how them hands glide over ya, all oiled up, hittin’ spots ya didn’t even know ya had. I got mad once, y’all—some shady parlor tried chargin’ me triple for a “happy endin’” I didn’t even ask for! Rip-off artists, I tell ya. But when it’s good? Oh, it’s like, “I only have my body to offer,” like that movie line—pure, raw bliss. Ain’t no lie, it’s a lil’ secret folks don’t talk ‘bout—did ya know back in ancient China, them emperors used sexual-massage to “balance energies”? Yeah, they was gettin’ freaky for health, not just fun!

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First off, I hit up Main St. for coffee. You know, the usual spot, Java Jive. Best brews in town, but today? They messed up my order. I mean, c’mon! I asked for a caramel macchiato, not a plain ol’ black coffee. I was like, “What am I, a caveman?” So, I had to chug that bitter stuff. Ugh.

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