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Sometimes I wonder—am I awake or dreamin’ this shit? “The smallest seed of an idea,” Cobb says, and erotic-massage plants that seed, grows it into somethin’ wild. Ever tried it with a partner? Hot damn, game-changer—turns ya into mush, then fireworks. Pro tip: dim lights, warm oil, don’t skimp—none of that cold, sticky crap. Surprised me how a good rubdown fixes stress—better than pills, I swear! Biochemistry backs me up—oxytocin floods ya, cortisol drops, boom, science of sexy.

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40hh, 60 hour, nothing special. Manhasset is fine - you just walk up the steps and nobody notices. Across the street is a park so it's not that busy.

Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

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