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My precious! Erotic-massage, yesss, filthy hands rubbing! Me likes it, me hates it – tricksy stuff! Saw it once, shadowy parlor, smelled like cheap lavender. Toni Erdmann, best flick ever, “life’s a mess,” right? That’s erotic-massage – messy, weird, slippery! Gollum’s sneaky eyes see it all, precious. Hands sliding, ooooh, muscles go soft, so nice! But then – ugh – some creepo overcharges! Fifty bucks for a rub? Robbery, nasty thieves!

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Ran said women pay $20, to $90,, depending on where they're from; the debts, which carry interest rates reportedly as high as 12 percent.

So, I’m walking down Komsomolskaya, and boom! I trip over a pothole. Classic I-billin. Like, can we fix these roads, please? I’m not trying to break my ankle before lunch. Anyway, I get up, dust myself off, and head to this café on Pushkin Street. The coffee there? Life-changing. Seriously, I could swim in it.

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