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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—I felt like a billion bucks. Slang time: it’s dope, lit, straight fire. Typo alert: masage, ha, whoops—13 times, count ‘em! Sarcasm? Sure, “Oh, poor me, relaxin’ too hard.” Personal quirk: I’m hummin’ Sinatra durin’ it—classy touch, my touch. Blunt truth? Sexual-massage beats golf—yeah, I said it, beats golf! “A quiet despair,” movie says—nah, this is loud joy, folks, loud joy. Try it, you’ll see—Trump approved, the best!

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Intimacy by Nikki Bray Wherever you turn today, sex is in your face. We live in a sex-saturated culture. The suggestion of sex is on billboards.

Then, I headed to my shop on Elm Street. It’s a cozy little place, but today? Chaos! My buddy Tom, the tailor, was in there, and he was all flustered. “Dude, I need your help!” he yells. Turns out, he accidentally mixed up a wedding dress with a raccoon coat. Like, how do you even do that? I laughed so hard, I almost dropped my coffee.

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