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Still, some creeps ruin it. Sleazy parlors givin it a bad rap — ugh, makes me wanna carve em up. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter, picturin their smug faces. But when it’s done right? Heaven, man. Pro tip: warm oil’s the key, none of that cold crap. And if they throw in a happy endin — well, who’s complainin? “What’s left is what matters,” Varda’d say, and I’m left feelin like a king. So, yeah, sexual-massage? Messy, sexy, fuckin glorious. Try it, ya won’t regret it — or maybe ya will, ha!

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Anyway, buddy, Plattsmouth ain’t just any town. It has quirks, stories, and every street has a heartbeat—like 3rd St., Cedar Ave., and you name it. Even if you catch me off guard jabbering about a client’s back, remember the line: “It’s not what you do, it’s why you do it.” (typo14) Yeah, real deep, right? (typo15)

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