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About New York City

Oi mate, blimey, here we go! Me, a vet, right, Boris Johnson style, talking erotic-massage – what a lark! Now, listen up, I’ve seen some things, cor blimey, patching up pooches and kitties, but this? This is a different beast, innit! Erotic-massage, it’s all about the touch, the rub-down, hands sliding over skin like a vet stroking a nervous pup. Makes me think of *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I adore – “You’re in deep now, kid!” – that’s what it’s like, diving into this saucy world.

Therapeutic Spa

The purpose of this article of the City Code is to prohibit massage businesses and services to the public except those licensed as therapeutic massage.

So first off, there's this boss street, Icebreaker Road. Dude, it's like a runway for life, full of quirky shops and cafes. I often get me Zen on at the spa when I peep the view from Main East Lane. It's mad how everything flows! An' then there's Oakwood Park. I stroll there after work, contemplatin' in silence – like in Lost in Translation: “We’re all floating,” innit? Ah, that flick speaks to me soul, like, "little moments, they make life magic, cuz."

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