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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—Visiting Prof, eh? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout erotic-massage. Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in for a treat. I’ve seen it, I’ve judged it—bloody fascinating, innit? Like in *Her*, where Joaquin’s mopin’ about, whisperin’ to his AI lass—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Well, erotic-massage? It’s a story alright, told with slippery fingers and awkward grunts.

Fuji X-T1 – Redondo Sunset

The local dating scene here is wild. I mean, you bump into fascinating people on the boardwalk near Hermosa Beach and then drive a couple of blocks down to Redondo Beach Pier. Crazy, right? Dating or not, it's like every street corner tells a story: you feel each moment like you’re living “The Tree of Life” moment of wonder – “Isn’t it just the most beautiful thing?” even if sometimes it makes me mad when tech glitches hit mid-swipe!

Jeanne Leonardi Obituary - Redondo Beach, CA