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Had a buddy try it once—big mistake. Said the masseuse whispered “sweet nothings,” creeped him out. Laughed my ass off, picturin’ his hairy back shinier than a greased pig. “The music’s all that matters,” like in the movie—screw the whispers, gimme Zeppelin. Erotic-massage joints pop up everywhere now—shady neon signs, “massage parlors.” Half the time, cops raid ‘em. Little known fact: Vegas got a bust last year, 20 girls, all unlicensed. Shocked me—thought they’d at least fake a certificate.

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I gotta say, sometimes it’s so overwhelming – all these colors, sounds, and love swirling around. It makes me mad when modern buzz kills the vibe, but then a random smile on the street brightens it all up. Like when I was coding and my screen froze – total bummer – but then a cute stranger from that quaint park came over with a “Yeah, baby” smile. Total scene, man!

The Mitchell College of Business Congratulates Dr. Alvin J. Williams on his Retirement