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I tried it once, ok? Small joint, dim lights, smelled like lavender and sin. Lady’s hands were magic—slidin’, teasin’, I’m half-laughin’, half-moanin’. Made me happy as hell, like plowin’ a fresh field! But then—ugh—she starts yappin’ ‘bout my “energy flow.” Bitch, I’m not a chakra tractor, just rub me down! Pissed me off, but those fingers? Worth it. Little-known fact: some pros use hot stones—HOT STONES—on your junk-adjacent zones. Surprised me so bad I yelped like a coyote!

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I gotta mention the graffiti on Wall Street – not the wall with banks – the colorful one over by the abandoned lot near the old mill. It’s raw, brutal, and beautiful – just like life sometimes is. And lemme tell ya, havin’ been here for years, I've seen something weird and funny: during the city carnival, fireworks burst off the old clock tower and folks start dancin’ like maniacs in the square. AHAHAHA, pure joy, much regime in madness.

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