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Okay, but—*ugh*—overpriced parlors make me wanna haunt ‘em. $200 for a rubdown? Get outta here! Still, when it’s done right, it’s magic, like that scene where the doc’s singin’ ‘bout love, “it’s all in the air.” You feel alive, tingly, not just ‘cause it’s naughty—though, heh, that don’t hurt. Ever hear ‘bout tantric massage? It’s sexual-massage’s nerdy cousin—breathin’ and eye-gazin’ for hours. Tried it, got bored, yelled “BOO!” mid-session. Total buzzkill.

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I gotta say, it’s the kind of city that oozes spontaneity. The rain sometimes messes up my hair (ugh, brutal!) but man, it brings out the city’s artsy, raw side. There’s poetry in puddles, baby! Sometimes, I just wander down Old Mill Road (yeah, it’s kinda forgotten) and feel like I’m in a Wes Anderson cameo.

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