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It’s all slow, tho, like *Turin Horse*—no rush, just vibes. “Everything’s gone to ruin,” that’s another line—feels like my back before the massage, all knotted up like a pretzel on crack. Then them hands hit ya—BAM!—and it’s like, “Oh shit, I’m alive!” Sometimes I’m layin’ there, thinkin’—is this legal? Is this porn? Nah, it’s art, baby! Art! Like Tarr’s long-ass shots, but with more moaning. Pro tip: don’t fart durin’ it—learned that the hard way, fam. Stank up the room, masseuse gave me the death stare—SURPRISED me how quick she flipped from zen to “get the fuck out!”

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For massages min, $ For 90 min massages, $ We are both oiled up, and you enjoy a more intimate body contact experience. Happy Hump Day: on Wednesdays, get a half hour .

There’s this little coffee shop called Cup o’ Joy on Sunny Street. I swear, it oozes warmth. Once, I sat there, scribblin notes about a family session and overheard a couple’s giggle. It made my heart swell like an inside out explosion – crazy and beautiful all at once! Sometimes, im thinkin “Whoa, this place is a box of surprises!”

Douglas Lee Martin Obituary December 10, 2024