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She starts kneadin’ me, hands slippery like dat black gold Daniel Day-Lewis chases—ooh, I felt alive, comrades! “I drink your milkshake!” I yell in my head, laughin’, ‘cause dis massage, it’s stealin’ my tension, slurrrp! But den—ugh, she’s chargin’ me triple! Triple! I’m mad, steam comin’ outta my ears—dis ain’t no charity, eh? I tell her, “I’ve abandoned my boy!”—meanin’ my wallet, ha! She don’t laugh. Tough crowd.

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Our expert masseuses, trained in time-honored Japanese techniques, craft sessions that soothe the soul and ignite the senses. Each touch is a tribute to Kanda’s legacy, ensuring a massage .

Next, I decide to hit up Kanda’s shopping streets. I’m wandering around, checking out all the shops. There’s this one place selling the weirdest stuff. I mean, who needs a cat-shaped rice cooker? But I can’t help myself. I buy it. It’s ridiculous, but I love it.

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