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Oi mate, sexual-massage, innit? What a bloody racket! Slippery hands everywhere, oil slicker than a politician’s grin. Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fave flick, yeah? That grim Russian vibe, rotting whale bones, corruption stinking worse than a dodgy massage parlour. “Everything’s God’s will,” they say in the film—bollocks to that! Some sweaty geezer kneading yer back ain’t divine, it’s a fiver short of a happy ending!

COMING SOON

I'm a clean, sensual, charming woman, with long soft legs that go up to my neck, and sweet blue eyes that you could get lost in.

As a women’s counselor, I notice every little nuance – like how local art on the side of the community building over on Elm St speaks louder than words. Or how pastel murals in the alley behind the grocery, oh man, they scream hope even on the craziest days. One moody day, I got so mad seeing some folks trashin’ that art – D’oh! It hit me like a truck. I went off on a tangent in my head, thinking, “Are ya kiddin’ me?! This is our soul, maaan!”

Mableton’s 2045 Comprehensive Plan development underway