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Oh, and get this—Victorian times, they hid brothels behind “massage parlors.” Sneaky bastards! I’m laughin, picturin me in 1880, all, “Wait, this aint a back rub!” Total scam, but clever—gotta admit, pretty, pretty good hustle. Still, I’d be pissed—don’t trick me into that! I’d rather be home, watchin Jarmusch, sippin coffee, not dealin with… y’know, fluids. Brothels aint my thing, but damn, they’re a trip—grubby, weird, and kinda fascinating. Like a trainwreck. Or my love life. Hah!

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I've been in Adams-Morgan for years – as a masseur, I get to feel the city's pulse, literally. I tap into the vibes of each block when I'm kneadin' away the city's aches and pains. Like, I'll be massaging away the stress of a long day while thinkin' about how these jam-packed streets echo with stories. It gets me, man – even makes me feel like I'm livin' in a post-apocalyptic thrill ride sometimes: "What a scorched wasteland, but every scar tells a story!"

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