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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout erotic-massage, oh boy! Picture this – steamy room, dim lights, hands slidin’ everywhere. It’s like *Mulholland Drive*, ya know? “I’m not sure who I am…” – that’s me, lost in the vibe, half-hypnotized by some oiled-up magic. Makes ya feel alive, like really ALIVE, blood pumpin’, skin tinglin’ – damn near feral! Used to piss me off, tho – shady parlors, sketchy dudes, overpriced crap. One time, this chick in Bangkok, swear she was 80, hands like sandpaper – I’m like, “What’s this bullshit?!” But then, Clarice… when it’s good? Heaven. Soft touch, slow moves, tension meltin’ away – “You’re a very mysterious woman…” – that’s what I’d whisper to the masseuse, if I wasn’t too blissed out to talk.

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The Massage Therapy program prepares students to enter the massage field as experienced entry-level therapists. They perform medium to deep therapeutic massage.

Boyette’s streets, like Maple and 12th, are spinnin' tales of old and new. There’s a cute, weird vibe on Cedar Ave where art and heart collide. And oh man, the park on Oak Drive – so amasing (amasing, really!) it's a secret haven for those of us raisin' heavy hearts. I've seen a lot here, y’know? Some days, it makes me mad at the cynicism – sometimes I watch Carol and marvel “I’m just a little bit scared” – but then I feel so exiteed (exiteed, indeed!) to share these tales.

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