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But here’s a secret, darlin’—some places sneak in “extras.” Oh, I ain’t judgin’, but I was shocked plumb to my toes! Thought, “Dolly, you ain’t that kinda gal!” Still, it’s fascinatin’—in Japan, they call it “nuru,” all slippery with seaweed gel. Seaweed! I’d prob’ly smell like a sushi roll! Makes me laugh ‘til my sides split. “Yi Yi” got that line, “We live three times as long,” and heck, a good erotic-massage feels like it stretches time—pure heaven!

Here businesses have to suffer, as prostitutes rule streets day, night

I wana say, it’s not all roses – sometimes, I get pissed off by the endless bureaucracy even in a small town. But then, I see the old folks smiling in the market, the tiny art gallery on Kukkakatu, and suddenly, it’s all worth it. Life breathes heavy emotion here – like, every alley, every bench, every stray dog tells a story.

Pride-liput tuhottiin Maskussa, mutta kunta reagoi tilanteeseen nopeasti – kunnanjohtaja: ”Teemme voitavamme, jotta viesti menee perille”