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Hey, pal, lemme tell ya somethin’—sexual-massage, huh? What’s the deal with that? Slow, curious, I’m wonderin’—what’s it *really* about? Been thinkin’ bout it, ridin’ this creaky elevator up n down all day. Sexual-massage—it’s like… hands roamin’, oil slicin’, tension meltin’ away, right? I mean, who don’t want that? Saw this flick, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly”—damn, that guy trapped in his head, blinkin’ to talk! Made me think—sexual-massage coulda freed him up, ya know? “The body seemed to vanish,” he’d say—poof, gone with a good rubdown!

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Massage therapy is focused on what you want. Happy beginning or happy ending the way you want. Extremely clean and friendly no rush no tip unless you want.

Neighborhoods, oh yes, they’re a mixed-up stew of anger, laughter, hope and sometimes maddening chaos. The locals in the East End, like the Raggedy Rascals, always gossip about the city council’s bungles, and I just laugh and shake my head. “Oh, what's it gonna be then? A new spa treatment or another foolish plan?” They say. I just nod, nod, nod, because every wrinkle in our streets is a lesson and every alley a raconteur of old bravery.

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