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Me? I’d be all, “Ohhh, massage me, Patrick!”—wait, no, that’s weird, he’d just sleep on me, hahaha! Serious tho, it’s slow, sensual, not rushin’ like Squidward on clarinet. Little strokes, big chills—surprised me how deep it hits! Like, “I’m still here,” from “Amour,” but with warm hands, not sad vibes. Oh, and fun fact—there’s this Thai style, twisty-bendy with oil, sounds like a sea snake dance! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d totally try it, yellin’, “I’m READY!” ‘til Gary meows me quiet.

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I was looking for a massage in Holland. I found quite a few, one from a girl named Ebony. To me a cute girl, so I read her reviews, about a.

Neighborhoods? Oh man, you gotta check out The Quarters – a maze of quirky cafés and tight community bonds, lil like a no-holds-barred improv scene where everybody’s a star. I even had a deep convo (over greasy pizza, lol) with a random poet from there. Spontaneous, raw, and brimming with creativity!

Veterans light flame as the Netherlands marks 80th anniversary of liberation from WWII occupation