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Me? I’d say it’s a scam half the time. Pay 50 bucks for some tease? Gimme a break. “Oh, relax,” they purr—yeah, right, relax my wallet. Makes me pissed—dudes fall for it, droolin’, predictable idiots. But when it’s good? Damn, happy as a pig in shit. Surprised me once—chick knew pressure points, I’m floatin’, thinkin’, “Maybe I’m wrong.” Nah, still a cynic—everybody lies, even masseuses. “No extras,” she says, winkin’—sure, lady, sure.

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The Lacy Police Department is working on putting a stop to various massage parlor after several complaints from community members of illegal activity.

I swear, I always find myself soaking up the rare beauty and quirky stories from local parks – like the lush Exstra Green Park near Dixon Crossing. It’s defnitely one of my fave spots to reflect on life's crazy journey. I usually head there after a counseling sesh, just to remind me that even on tough days, nature gives us solace. Like, sometimes I’m feeling all sorts of emotions (happy, mad, and a little weird in between) – but then, boom, I remember "We’re all stories, in the end" – and suddenly, everything’s chill.

Lacey Swope's 6 a.m. Friday forecast