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So, sexual-massage—man, it’s wild! It’s not just yer regular back-crackin’ deal, naw, it’s got that spicy edge. Think oils, dim lights, maybe some dude or gal whisperin’ sweet nothins while they knead ya like dough. I read once—get this—back in ancient Rome, they had these “massage parlors” where senators got frisky rubs after a long day of pontificatin’. True story! Bet they didn’t have no fancy lavender lotion, tho—just olive oil and a prayer.

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But then, outta nowhere, this bloke storms in. He’s shoutin’ about how he lost a bet on the last race. I mean, mate, we’ve all been there, right? But he’s goin’ off like a firecracker. “You’re all crooks!” he yells. I’m like, “Calm down, mate, it’s just a game.” But he’s not havin’ it. He starts throwin’ around accusations like confetti. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m fumin’.

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