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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, texture artist, and I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe a good steak and my fave flick, *Zodiac*—Fincher’s a damn genius. Today I’m talkin’ sexual-massage, yeah, that slippery, oily nonsense. Makes my skin crawl thinkin’ bout it, but here we go.

Your Guide to Lingam Massage

Offering sea views, Plaza Awajishima in Minamiawaji features accommodations, a spa and wellness center, a seasonal outdoor swimming pool, massage services, and a bar. Great Missing: sexual massage.

First client walks in, this dude named Kenji. He’s got hair like a bird’s nest. I’m like, “Bro, what’s goin’ on up there?” He laughs, says he’s been busy with the local fishing tournament down at the harbor. I’m like, “Nice! Catch anything good?” He just shrugs. Typical fisherman, right? Anyway, I start snippin’, and he’s tellin’ me about the giant fish he almost caught. I’m all in, like, “Dude, that’s epic!” But then, outta nowhere, he gets a call. It’s his wife. He answers, and I swear, I hear her yellin’ through the phone. Something about dinner plans. I’m just tryin’ to focus on the hair, man!

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