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So, sexual-massage, huh? It’s this weird mix—part relaxin’, part somethin’ else. Not my thing, too touchy-feely. Reminds me of *Carol*, that movie I secretly love. You know, “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, all confused-like. That’s me gettin’ a sexual-massage—don’t know if I’m mad or just bored. Therese in the flick, she’s all soft and curious—kinda like the masseuse I had once, this gal named Brenda. Kept whisperin’ “release your energy,” like I’m a damn battery. Made me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda worked? Hated that it did.

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If you want a quick massage, and you're not picky, this is the spot!! You can walk in but I prefer you call for an appointment. The price is good.

By the time I finally pack up and head home, I’m exhausted but buzzing. Cranford, you crazy little town, you’ve given me a day I won’t forget. I’m still laughing about that chess game and the kid who fell. Life’s wild, man. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Janis Elaine Cranford Obituary January 27, 2025