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So, erotic-massage—lowkey a freaky art, fam! Not just some backrub, nah, it’s history deep—ancient Greeks were on it, rubbin’ down athletes, callin’ it “massage with benefits,” ya feel? Then Rome flipped it, made it all sensual—orgy vibes, oil everywhere, chaotic as ME! I’m screamin’, “LET’S GET WEIRD!” while some dude’s tryna pay for gum. Little known fact: Japan’s got this “nurumassage,” slimey as hell, seaweed gel slidin’—sounds like a Coen brothers fever dream, I’m shook!

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I stroll near Armory Square all sweaty after a long day. Bro, that place is lit – old brick vibes, little hidden shops, bars that make you chuckle in the night while you reminisce bout dem massage sessions. I had this one client, right? Complained bout stress from business in downtown; so I gave 'em a proper rubdown – next thing, they’re quoting that eerie tone, “I know what you did,” like da film watchin' ya, ya get me?

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