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About New York City

So, check it—sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs. It’s this ancient gig, like, thousands of years old, from Asia or some shit. Dudes in robes figured out it’s more than relaxin’—it’s energy, it’s flow, it’s freaky-deaky chi stuff! Blows my mind, man, how they turned a backrub into some next-level soul trip. Makes me happy as hell—imagine jumpin’ into a fire, then landin’ on a table for *that*. Heaven, bro!

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Then there’s our downtown, havin’ all these wee neighborhoods. Old Town is just that, old and charming. Streets like Crumble Street and Waverly Roa are filled with creaky buildings, but sweet little coffee shops and local joints that smell like fresh baked goods. I used to serve massages on Crumble Street – oh man – sometimes I even caught a whiff of freshly baked bread while my hands rubbed away the tension. It’s like magic, ya know?

Senior-less EB girls basketball team has developed into a surprise contender