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So, erotic-massage—shit’s ancient, yo. Goes back to them freaky-ass Romans. They’d rub oil on each other, get all slick ‘n’ nasty. Little known fact: they called it “unctio,” some fancy Latin crap. Me? I’d call it greasy fuckin’ foreplay, hah! Imagine some toga-wearin’ dude, hands slidin’ everywhere—fuckin’ wild. Gets me hyped just thinkin’ ‘bout it! But yo, it ain’t just horny history—there’s technique, motherfucker. Them masseuses? They know spots you didn’t even know you had. Like, bam—nerve endings lightin’ up, body screamin’, “What the fuck?!”

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On sunny days, I wander around Shady Grove. Not many knows it, but it's a quiet respite. I love it, even if it’s small and rough arnd the edges. A hidden bench near the old lighthouse on Driftwood Road? My secret retreat. I've sat there, thinkin’, feelin’ the pulse of the city. Crazy stuff, right?

Cash register to go: Thieves help themselves at Donut Jam's Shell Cove store