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Here’s a kicker—met this gal once, masseuse, hands like a wizard. She says, “Joe, it’s therapy, not sin!” Blew my mind—therapy? I’m sold! But then—anger hits—some jerk shut her place down, called it “shady.” Shady my ass, she was gold! Look, sexual-massage ain’t just naughty bits—it’s tension leavin’, shoulders droppin’, soul sighin’. Like Carlos says, “It’s a game of nerves,” and boy, them nerves get played!

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Then, outta nowhere, her phone rings. It’s her cat’s vet. Yes, you heard that right. Her cat! I’m sitting there, trying to explain compound interest, and she’s like, “Sorry, I gotta take this.” I’m just staring at her, thinking, “Is this really happening?”

‘I consciously uncoupled and moved from the suburbs to Snowdonia’