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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, pal! Erotic-massage, man, it’s wild stuff. Like, *Memento* vibes—ya know, confusin’, intense, leaves ya thinkin’. Body’s all tense, then bam! Some slick oils, dim lights, an’ hands movin’ like they got secrets. “I’ve done it… haven’t I?”—that’s me, wonderin’ if I’m in a dream! Rarrgh! Got this one time, right? Shady joint, downtown, smelled like lavender an’ regret. Lady’s like, “Relax, big guy,” an’ I’m growlin’, “This legit?” Made me laugh—her hands were magic tho. Felt like my fur was floatin’!

Taylor Adams

After stuffin’ my face, I head back home, but not before I take a stroll down River St. The sunset is killer, all orange and pink. I stop for a sec, just takin’ it in. Adams can be beautiful, ya know? But then, I hear this loud honkin’. Some dude in a truck is yellin’ at a pigeon. Like, c’mon man, it’s just a bird!

Draymond Green on Steven Adams: ‘I just wish we could get a three-second call’