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About Tokyo

So, check it—erotic-massage ain’t just some basic backrub. Nah, it’s got history, boo! Like, ancient Rome had these wild-ass bathhouses where folks got rubbed up in ways that’d make ya blush. They’d be all slippery with olive oil, gettin’ freaky while “relaxin’.” Shit’s crazy, right? Got me hollerin’, “Why ain’t I born back then?!” But real talk, it’s about that slow tease—fingers grazin’ spots you didn’t even know could light up. Made me happy as hell first time I tried it, like, “Yasss, I’m alive!”

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First stop, I’m wandering down Katori Street. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m like a kid in a candy store. I see this vendor selling yakitori. I’m like, “Yo, give me that!” The smell? OMG, it’s like heaven on a stick. I take a bite, and it’s like fireworks in my mouth. I’m grinning like an idiot.

Sawara Bhaskar felicitates Fatima Bhutto on her Wedding