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So, picture this – some dodgy parlour, right? Dim lights, smells like cheap lavender and sweat. Bloke’s there, hands oiled up, givin’ you the “relax, love” spiel. Mate, I’d sooner trust a Tyrell with my throne than this git with my bits! Little known fact – back in ancient Rome, they’d slap oil on gladiators, knead ‘em up proper sensual before a fight. Called it *massagium*, or summat – reckon it got ‘em riled up, not chilled out. Bet half of ‘em were ragin’ hard-ons in the arena, poor sods.

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Down on Washington Street, the vibe is electric, almost sexual in its energy. I mean, every brick practically whispers secrets. Downtown Brenham is a maze of historic storefronts, chipped sidewalks, and neon-lit bars that pulse with late-night laughter. The local bar "The Rusty Spur" on South Main? Freaking legendary. I once had a deep, intimate convo with a client there—talkin’ passion, desires, and life—while sipping on a bourbon that practically burned my throat (in a good way!).

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