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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, listen up, erotic-massage, huh? Been crunchin numbers as an actuary all day, probabilities n risks, but this—this is somethin else. Gets my dark side all tingly, y’know? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a podracer, hands movin like they’re huntin rebels. Reminds me of “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia”—that slow burn, tension creepin in. “The night is long and dark,” like the movie says, and erotic-massage drags you into that vibe, real deep.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

According to an investigation by a reporter from the Chinese daily, there are multiple shops all over town that offer erotic services while posing as massage parlours, nail salons and even.

Then, just when I think it can’t get worse, it starts pouring. I’m talking monsoon-level rain. I’m drenched, and my hair’s a mess. I look like a wet dog. I’m standing under the shelter at Punggol Park, trying to catch my breath, and I can’t help but laugh. Like, what a day, right?

Punggol resident urges town council to address pigeon infestation, cites years of inaction