Ella Wapakoneta Sexual Massage ❤️

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Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like that kid David from *A.I.*, y’know? “I’m real, I’m real!” – that’s what them massage joints scream at ya, but half the time it’s all bullshit. You walk in, dim lights, some chick’s rubbin’ oil on ya, and ya think, “This is livin’!” – but then, bam, ya realize it’s a front for somethin’ else. Made me mad as hell once, got duped in Atlantic City. Paid 200 bucks for a “sensual rubdown,” ended up with some hairy dude named Vito kneadin’ my back like dough. Fuckin’ disgrace!

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I am pleased to offer therapeutic and relaxation massage therapy services to the Wapakoneta community.

Then there’s the twisty Alley near Maple Ave, where some of the best food trucks hang out. I remember one time – whoosh! I nearly cried happy tears at the sight of epic homemade tacos. I gotta admit, sometimes this place makes me mad at the slow pace, but then – BAM! – I stumble upon a cool mural on 3rd Street bearing crazy colors and quotes (yep, even got a Tarantino-esque “You know what’s funny?” scribbled in neon!).

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