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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! Erotic-massage, man, it’s wild! Been thinkin bout it lately—economics angle, ya know? Supply, demand, all that jazz. People pay big creds for a rubdown that’s more than just muscles. Rarrgh! Gets me hyped—capitalism at its slipperiest! Like in “25th Hour,” Monty’s all, “This life came so close to never happening.” Same vibe—erotic-massage ain’t your average gig. Underground hustle, right? Little-known fact: ancient Rome had these “lupanar” joints—brothels with massage sideline. History’s kinky, yo!

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Then, I head over to the Gojo Art Museum. I’m all about supporting local artists, right? But the line is insane! I’m standing there, and this kid behind me starts crying. Like, full-on meltdown. I’m thinking, “Dude, it’s just art!” But then I remember my own meltdown last week over a bad Wi-Fi connection. So, I get it.

Highlights: Former finalist Kecmanovic up and running with Gojo win in Delray Beach