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Hey, man, it’s Dexter. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Erotic-massage, huh? Wild stuff. I’m thinkin bout it now. Hands slidin, oil drippin, tension meltin away. Watched *Zodiac* again last night—Fincher’s a genius. “I like killing people because it’s fun.” Not that I’d know, ha! Erotic-massage ain’t murder, tho. It’s chill, sensual, gets ya loose. Little known fact—ancient Egypt had it. Pharaohs got rubbed down, fancy oils. Slaves did the work, probly hated it. Me? I’d kill for one now. Ha, get it? Kill? Nah, just kiddin.

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Sex massage therapy at spa becomes a form of covert prostitution. Activities sexual services are made as if as a medical therapy by taking refuge in the legal.

Finally, I catch them all. I’m sweating like a pig (ironic, huh?). But then, I see a group of tourists taking pics. They’re snapping shots of my pigs like they’re some kinda celebrities. I’m like, “Hey, you want an autograph?” They laugh, and I feel a bit better.

Herbert Ratner: Apostle of the Culture of Life