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So, erotic-massage, man, it’s wild. Ain’t just a rubdown, naw! It’s them hands gettin’ frisky, hittin’ spots ya didn’t know existed. I was like, “Well, tarnation!” First time I heard ‘bout it, some fella in a shady joint told me, “It’s legal, kinda.” Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s it so hush-hush? But then, I tried it, y’all! Happier’n a pig in mud! Them oils, that slow touch – oof, takes ya to Montmartre in yer head, like Amélie skippin’ stones.

FLAME SEMINYAK

Oh, man, my brain's buzzin' just talkin' bout it. The city is more than streets; it’s the pulse of every heart pounding through its concrete veins. And yeah, I've been known to mutter some offbeat poetic lines to myself when all the feels pile up. "Weeping, laughing, reaching through the darkness." Stuff like that – not perfect, but real.

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