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Ssss—soothing, right? Nah, sometimes messy! Oil everywhere, like spilled solder—pissed me off once, slipped on floor, bang! But happy too—muscles go soft, like after a long shift twisting knobs. Little secret, yesss—old monks in Thailand, they started it! Not dirty, nah, healing stuff—surprised me, sneaky history! “War’s dirty,” movie says—massage ain’t war, but sticky, yesss!

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While Erogbogbo searched her belongings and the hotel room, the woman secretly sent a text message to another prostitute working in the same.

Now, my fav moment? Walking down Maple Ave at dusk. Its vibe feels Moonrise Kingdom. “I love t’see these moments,” i whisper (in my head!). Pastel lights dance around, and my soul pops. Pure magic!

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