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Alright, listen up. Sexual-massage. I hate everything. Some oily hands rubbin’ ya down—sounds like a damn trap. Like in *Oldboy*, “Laugh and the world laughs with you.” But ain’t nobody laughin’ when you’re slippery as a fish. Paid a gal once—tiny shop, shady neon sign buzzin’. She’s kneadin’ me like dough, I’m thinkin’, “This is bullshit.” Tension’s supposed to melt, right? Nope. Felt like a wrestling match—her vs. my knotted-up back. Little known fact: Ancient Greeks did this crap too. Called it “massage with benefits.” Horny bastards.

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Some days, I ride my bike along Lunalilo Road. Brr, the wind is so gusty it almost tickles your soul (and sometimes other parts… heh). And wow, when I hit the small, almost secret Fluorescent Gardens near the intersection of Stimson and Maunalani Streets—man, that spot is a slice of hidden paradise. No one knows 'bout it, except a chosen few. I used to lounge there after a wild session of academic “exploration” (wink wink), feelin’ free and alive.

Foodland may be adding an oyster bar in East Oahu