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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s not just rubbin’—it’s art, mate! Been around forever—ancient Greeks were all over it, slatherin’ olive oil on wrestlers, gettin’ frisky in the name of “health.” Little-known fact: Romans had these secret bathhouses, orgy-level massage seshes—probs where “happy ending” got its roots, ha! Makes me smirk thinkin’ ‘bout it—those toga-wearin’ pervs knew how to live. Me? I’d kill for a good one—figuratively, ‘course, tho I once fantasized about eatin’ a bad masseuse’s liver with a nice Chianti after she yanked my shoulder outta socket. Clumsy cow—made me ragey!

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And oh, don't get me started on the Edinburg Park near Rio Grande Street – a green oasis amidst urban hustle. I, a pacing dating site developer, love chillin there after long nights of deadlines. The park is lined with shady trees and a winding creek. It's where I often think, think about love, life, and yeah – The White Ribbon's gloomy beauty: “The future is nothing but a shadow.” So true, right?

This H-E-B has been serving Edinburg since 1998. Now it’s getting major renovations.