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D’oh! Sexual-massage, man, it’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it—like, imagine Chihiro from *Spirited Away* gettin’ lost in some steamy massage joint instead’a that spirit bathhouse! “I gotta get outta here!” she’d yell, but nah, it’s all slippery hands and oils—crazy, right? So, sexual-massage—it’s this funky thing, part relaxin’, part naughty, y’know? Like, you go in all tense, and some gal—or dude, no judgin’—starts rubbin’ ya down, but it ain’t just yer back, heh! It’s all “happy endin’” vibes, if ya catch my drift.

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First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I’m talking monsoon-level rain. I dash for cover under this awning on Jalan Jendral Sudirman. I’m soaked, and my notes are ruined. I’m cursing the weather, but then I see this street musician. He’s playing the guitar, and it’s actually kinda nice. I forget my anger for a sec.

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