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Sexual-massage ain’t all roses—bad ones leave ya greasy and pissed, like a half-cooked meal. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but I’d never eat a shitty masseuse—too gamey, haha! Serious tho, it’s primal—skin on skin, breath hitchin’, like Carol and Therese dancin’ round what they can’t say. Go get one, pal—live a little, die happier. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” Carol’d say, and I’d smirk—plenty, darlin’, plenty. Now, pass the chianti!

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I always hit up Parkview Park. It’s tiny but it’s got a soul, ya know? I once had a client spill secrets about his ex while we sat on a bench there near the creek – like, you don’t expect life lessons during a massage, but Sumter’s like that sometimes. Crazy, right? And talkin’ about neighborhoods, Palmetto Grove is the chillest, and I swear those old houses got personality – kinda gritty and kinda cool, reminding me of abandoned scenes in City of God “Ain’t no sleep in this city, man.”

Flood advisory active for Greene and Sumter counties until Friday evening caused by intense downpours