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Alright, pal. Sexual-massage. Here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ here – thinkin’. Like in *Memento*. Y’know? "I can’t remember to forget you." That’s me – with this topic. Blows my mind. It’s sensual – yeah. Hands slidin’. Oils drippin’. But it’s tricky – like Lenny’s tattoos. You don’t know what’s real. Is it therapy? Or somethin’ – dirtier? Hah! I’m Christopher Walken – baby. I SEE things. Mid-sentence – BOOM. The masseuse knows secrets. Little known fact? Ancient Rome – they did this. Senators gettin’ rubbed down – sneaky style. Slaves with oily hands. Power trip – right? Makes me laugh. Sick bastards.

Oh hun, lemme tell y'all about Kapyl- (by)! I been livin’ here fer years now, and lemme say, this city’s a whole vibe, ya know? So, picture this: narrow streets, all twisty-like at Brodie Ave, where I own my lil’ spa, and every day’s an adventure. Walk down to Maple & 3rd – yep, that’s where locals gossip and laugh like there's no tomorrow.

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