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I get all giddy when it works out, though. Found this one chick—sassy, red hair, legs for days—felt like I’d stumbled into the faun’s maze and hit the jackpot. “Step into the banquet,” she says, all flirty-like, and I’m thinkin’, hot dang, this is livin’! But then—surprise, y’all—half the time, you’re dodgin’ cops or some pimp who’s madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps ya on yer toes, I reckon.

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I got to say, my life as a masseur here shaped me view o’ Sudbury. I see people's tension like knots in rope, and every twist tells a story. My hands have felt the city's beat, from the lively hum of Market Square, with its vendors hollerin’ deals, to the quiet charm of Riverside Walk, where reflections ripple like old memories.

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