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One time, I go, lady whisper, “You like special?” I think, *Is this code? Like Carlos signalin’ attack?* I say, “No, just rub, please!” She laugh, I laugh, room smell like lavender and shame. Surprise me—some massage got hot stone! They put on my back, I yell, “I am grill meat now?!” But damn, feel good after. Little secret—Egyptian king use sexual-massage for power, they say Cleopatra rub Marc Antony til he dumb in head. True story, maybe!

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I swear, River Bend is amazin’ too. That little creek, meanderin’ by Trenton Rd, makes a sound like a lullaby sometimes. But don’t get fooled; it’s wild. Banks and trees get so twisted, they looking like hands comin’ out to squeeze ya tight. There’s a moment I walked there one day and felt like I was in an old western. Oh dear lord, “I wish you’d come back unto me!” echoes in my head pure Madea style!

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