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So here’s the deal—erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub. It’s got history, like ancient Rome shit. They’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down before fights. Little known fact: them Greeks called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gropin’. Nowadays, it’s all “sensual vibes” and dim lights. Hate that crap. Gimme a stiff whiskey over some lavender-scented nonsense any day. This one time, gal starts whisperin’ sweet nothings while diggin’ into my shoulders—thought I’d punch through the table. “Beasts don’t die,” Oldboy says. Felt like a damn beast, alright—trapped, oily, and pissed.

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I gotta tell ye, I was feeling buckled 'n bizarrely amused when the local aught, the so-called "Scholars of the Heart", held a riotous debate in the town square of Vigny. Gawd, they argued like mad poets in mid-spring—so bloody passionate, so intensely raw, as if reciting lines of Fish Tank! “Thou art more beautiful than any truth,” they bellowed. It made me so mad then, yet also filled me with joy, as a sexologist who delights in the delightful complexities of desire.

Tour de France 2019: stage-by-stage guide