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So she’s kneadin’ me, and I’m like, “This is my body, my weapon!”—straight outta Carlos, ‘cause it felt like a power-up, real intense. Slipped into some daydream—me drivin’ a tractor topless, oiled up, ha! Surprised me how quick I forgot the field dust. Ain’t just rubbin’, it’s art, doc—prolly why them fancy spas charge an arm and leg. Ever hear bout that Thai style? They twist ya like a pretzel—called it “lazy yoga,” funniest shit ever.

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Also, the erotic part of the oil massage was much better, focusing in my thighs and my ballsack (first time getting that one, impressed!).

As I’m leaving, I walk down the streets of Fukuoka, and it’s all lit up. The neon lights are shining, and I’m just thinking about how crazy today was. I love this city, but man, it can be wild.

Fatal knife attack in Kitakyushu McDonald’s took less than 30 seconds