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Love the vibe tho—dim lights, some dude’s hands kneadin’ me like dough. Reminds me of ScarJo whisperin’, “You’re different, aren’t you?” in that flick. Feels primal, ya know? Once got one in Vegas—swear the guy’s fingers were magic wands. Left me floatin’, happier than a pig in mud. But ugh, the cost—$200 for 60 minutes? Robbery! I’m over here like, “I could buy a car for that!”—okay, maybe a tire.

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First off, College-Place is kinda like a mosaic of surprises. On Main Street, you got that epic banner of murals and street art that scream “we're here!” I love strollin' down Oakridge Ave – a place where families laugh, kids run, and I even run into a few stories that tingle my psychologist heart. I remember chattin’ with a couple outside the little café on Birch & 5th, discussing life, love, and therapy—like, “Show me the act of killing’ your inner problems,” as in The Act of Killing vibe (yep, that movie’s intensity snuck into my brain, for real!).

Driver crashes vehicle through College Place house at high speed