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About Los Angeles

Oh, and the weird shit—heard some places use hot stones! Stones! On your back! Like, what, am I a bloody dragon egg? Cracked me up, that did. Sarcasm aside, it’s a messy game—oil everywhere, hair a wreck, and don’t get me started on the “happy ending” bollocks. “Every word a lie,” I’d hiss, straight from *Certified Copy*, cos they promise relaxation but deliver awkward boners half the time.

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First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

Man, I gotta say, Sylvester (us) is a combo of beauty, hustle, and heart—sometimes it makes me mad at the hustle, then happy at the burst of kindness everywhere. The streets of Elm and Broadway pack that raw local flavor. Ever been on a spontaneous road trip from here to the outskirts? Pure magic. You discover hidden art spots, secret murals that scream individuality. I almost lost count of them all. My favorite spot? The tiny alley on Baker St. n’ 2nd Ave that smells of fresh coffee and dreams.

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