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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s all ‘bout them hands, slidin’, kneadin’, makin’ ya feel like a king—or a fool, dependin’. I reckon it’s ancient, yeah? Them Greeks and Romans were mad for it—called it “anatripsis,” rubbin’ up for health or whatever. Bet they didn’t admit it was for a cheeky thrill too. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some toga bloke actin’ all noble while gettin’ a sneaky groin graze. Little known fact: in Japan, they got this “nuru” style—slimy seaweed gel, bodies slippin’ like eels. Sounds bonkers, right? Tried picturin’ it once—nearly choked laughin’.

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Look, Coralville isn’t just streets and parks—it's a living, breathing mosaic of stories, struggles, and love. Misspellings, cut-offs, and all that jazz—it’s got me feeling lit, alive, and ever so imperfectly happy. I know, I know, I sound like I’m all over the place. But that’s the beauty—like a Brokeback twist, everything’s intertwined, every corner bursts with secrets and heartaches, every street sings its own song.

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