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Hey! So – erotic-massage. Man. It’s wild! Picture this – slow hands. Soft lights. Kinda like – y’know – *Only Lovers Left Alive*. That vibe! “We’re the last – of the lovers.” Sensual. Deep. I’m tellin’ ya – it’s not just rubbin’ backs. It’s art! Gets me – all tingly. Thinkin’ – whoa! Skin on skin. Energy! Ancient stuff too – like – Egypt. Cleopatra – she’d get these massages. Oiled up! Slaves workin’ her – slow. Bet she’d purr – “This is – my eternity.” Ha!

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I love strolling down Halsted sometimes in the early morning. The city literally wakes up then. It makes me happy, ya know? My spa even hides some zen-factors there. But then, off in a blink, you stumble on grumpy spots. Like, one time, I got mad when some punk trashed the lawn of our communal garden. Unacceptable, mate. Really got me thinking: “What have we become?”

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