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There’s this story, yeah? Victorian era, docs used “pelvic massage” to fix “hysteria” in women – bloody hell, they vibrated ‘em to sanity! Hilarious, innit? Me, I’d be sippin’ me wine, watchin’, thinkin’, “That’s a harvest I’d join!” Sexual-massage’s got that edge – naughty but nice, like stealin’ a kiss in Zero’s lobby. “Very good, sir,” they’d say, all posh, while I’m grinnin’ like a fool.

Thai massage and how to choose a massage parlor in Phuket

There's a great place in ground floor of the C&N hotel, or used to be. No sex as far as I know, but amazing massage.

I stroll past the old mine entrance near Sishen Cut – it's all gritty and industrial, yet it holds this charm that y'know just hits your soul, like "La gloire... la gloire". And man, when I'm kneadin' those muscles, I swear the town speaks to me. There’s that one little park, Rusty Pines Park, that’s a secret haven where time slows down. I sometimes set up my portable bench there – hey, I'm a masseur and a wanderer at heart, right? Even if the trees are asking, "Do you even care?" it's jazz, like, totally profound.

South Africa: Kathu CSP starts operating