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So, erotic-massage – not your nan’s backrub, nah! It’s all sensual, slippery, proper naughty. Hands sliding about, bit of oil, bit of cheek – *mea culpa*, I’m a sucker for it! Makes me feel alive, like when Gigolo Joe danced in that film. “What is love?” he asks – well, mate, this is close! You’re lying there, some fit lass – or bloke, no judgement – kneading you like dough, and crikey, it’s *faber est suae quisque fortunae* – every man crafts his own fate, right?

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First off, I hit the streets of Fukagawa, right? The sun was shinin’, and I was cruisin’ down Kiyosumi Street, feelin’ the vibe. You know how it is, the smell of fresh sushi from the corner shop, and the sound of kids laughin’ at the park. It’s a chill place, but today? Nah, not so much.

Tokyo Neighborhood Guide: Fukagawa