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Sexual-massage ain’t all roses—bad ones leave ya greasy and pissed, like a half-cooked meal. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but I’d never eat a shitty masseuse—too gamey, haha! Serious tho, it’s primal—skin on skin, breath hitchin’, like Carol and Therese dancin’ round what they can’t say. Go get one, pal—live a little, die happier. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” Carol’d say, and I’d smirk—plenty, darlin’, plenty. Now, pass the chianti!

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning espresso. You know, the good stuff. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. He knows my order by heart. But today? He spills half my drink all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and says, “More flavor!” I mean, come on, Marco! I’m not here for a coffee shower!

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