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Hey, pal, lemme tell ya bout sexual-massage, alright? Picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, sittin’ in my fancy suit, thinkin’ bout numbers all day, tax forms, bleh, borin’ as hell. Then bam, sexual-massage pops in my head, like a freaky lil escape. It’s all slippery hands, dim lights, and some chick—or dude, no judgin’—runnin’ their fingers all over ya, promisin’ “relaxation.” Ha! Relaxation my ass, it’s a tease fest, gets ya all worked up, and I’m sittin’ there like, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” smirkin’ cause I know the real thrill ain’t in the rubdown.

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As a pleasure coach, I see beyond the surface. While others see only cobblestones and quiet lanes, I see how every alleyway in Laitila whispers the secrets of pleasure, of love and the unexpected rhythms of life. I’ve seen babies giggle in sunlit corners, heard old-timers grumble about the past, and felt a wild, chaotic joy in every sunset over the jagged skyline of wooden houses.

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