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Favorite part? When they hit that neck spot—pure bliss. Like—boom—“The girl saw her destiny.” Happy as a kid with candy. Oh, and—funny story—this one masseuse farted mid-session. Room stank, we laughed so hard I tipped extra. Shit happens, ya know?

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I have a great Thai massage at Moon spa. I saw other people share their experience on the Internet. I gotta say it's better than have a massage in Thailand.

Then, I decided to hit up the Yongkang Night Market. Man, that place is a sensory overload. Lights, sounds, and the smell of fried everything. I was in heaven. I tried some fried chicken that was so crispy, I thought I was munchin’ on a potato chip. But then, I saw this lady selling these weird snacks. I swear, one looked like a deep-fried tarantula. I was like, “Nah, fam, I’m good.”

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