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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout erotic-massage – oof, what a trip! Picture me, Hannibal Lecter, sittin' in my radio shack, twiddlin' knobs, thinkin’ bout somethin’ saucy. Erotic-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s a whole damn vibe. Reminds me of *The Hurt Locker* – “the rush of battle is a potent drug,” ya know? That tension, that slow build-up – same deal here. Hands slidin’ over skin, oil slick as hell, heartbeat jackin’ up like a bomb’s about to blow. “You’re either livin’ or you’re dyin’,” Bigelow’d say – and this? This is livin’, baby.

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Oh, and don't get me started on the quirky spots! There’s a hidden mural square, Graffitown, tucked behind Foggy Alley. Legend has it some lovelorn painter once left a note, "Never let go of your dreams." Crazy, right? Nearly made me weep like a salty pirate, it did— such beauty in the wreckage of everyday life.

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