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Me? I’d probly screw it up. Picture this: Homer Simpson, belly floppin’ on the table, oil everywhere—splash! “Hey, this ain’t donuts!” I’d holler. But real talk—it’s supposed to relax ya, get the blood pumpin’. Little known fact: ancient Greeks were all over this! Called it “bodywork”—fancy, huh? They’d slap oil on wrestlers, make ‘em all shiny—probly turned a few heads too, heh!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

I need to rant a bit. Ya know when the world seems off? Like I'm stuck in a funk, but then I remember, “You merely adopted the dark.” Fuensalida knows my soul. Its streets got quirks – they shout joy, anger, surprise. Felt so raw when I forgot my keys three times in a row. Haha, livin’ in chaos!

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