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Oi mate, gather round, hear me roar! Erotic-massage, what a beast, eh? Like a sly fox in the night, slippin’ through shadows. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the parlours, never surrender to the mundane! Saw this flick, “Shame,” Steve McQueen, 2011—bloody masterpiece, innit? That bloke Brandon, lost in his own muck, chasin’ tail like it’s the last war. Reminds me of erotic-massage—slippery, dark, a bit posh but filthy.

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Ahhh, Port-Lavaca (us)! What a freakin' ride, my friend! Picture this: cobbled streets like Monroe Ave and little hidden gems on Maple Rd. Lemme tell ya, being a masseur here has given me a front-row seat to all the weird deets. I mean, you stroll past the cheerful chaos of Riverside Park, where folks spill secrets on every bench. Ha! And then there's the infamous Blue Bridge over the rickety, gurgling Bayou—dang, it's like nature's own little circus!

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