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About Punggol

Anyways, she’s slidin’ her hands all slow-like, and I’m thinkin’, “This is too good, Marge, too good!” Kinda reminded me of that scene where Gustave goes, “You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse!”—’cept it’s me, feelin’ civilized with every slippery touch. I was HAPPY, like, floatin’ on a cloud happy. But then—ugh, get this—she cranked the heat too high! My skin’s redder than Homer’s butt after eatin’ chili, and I’m all, “Lady, I’m not a freakin’ lobster!” Made me so mad I coulda screamed, “Hmm… turn it down, ya nitwit!”

Why Sensual Erotic Massage?

I've been just exploring the more, well, sleazy parts of Singapore and one thing that I've been trying to find out more about are the infamous massage parlours.

As the sun sets, I’m walkin’ home, thinkin’ about the day. From fixin’ sneakers to dancin’ at a flash mob, it’s been wild. Jurong-Town, you never cease to amaze me. I love this place, with all its quirks and surprises.

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