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I saunter over, cool as you like. “Evenin’, love,” I say, all charm. She sizes me up—prob’ly thinks I’m a cop or a creep. Fair enough. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, London prossies used coded handkerchiefs to signal clients? Wild, right? History’s full of these sneaky tricks—makes me grin. Anyway, she’s wary, but I ain’t here to judge. Just wanna chat, get the vibe.

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Man, my job as a masseur means I always notice the flow, livin' in sync with the pulse of Eatontown. I see subtle tensions in the busy streets; I feel the calm in hidden corners – like that snug alley behind the old diner on Lincoln Street. Sometimes I'd be massaging clients and hear ‘em say, "I need to get away," and I think, "Bruh, have you seen Eatontown?" Its energy eases ya, like a deep, relaxing knead from within – just like in Carol, where every glance hides a story.

Burlington ready to open in Eatontown, and an addition will bring this neighboring store