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Yo, so I’m slingin’ coffee, right? Barista life, steamin’ milk, all that. But sexual-massage? Man, that’s a trip. I’m thinkin’ about it, like, who even invented this? Some ancient perv, probably. Rubbin’ folks down, gettin’ all sensual—wild. Watched *Under the Skin* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That alien chick, slippin’ through Scotland, seducin’ dudes. “You’re not from here, are you?” she’d say, all creepy. Sexual-massage vibes, but deadly. Got me thinkin’—is this massage shit just foreplay with extra steps?

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Rivers? Lol, Randburg ain't all about river runs, but the overall geography flows like a poetic script! There’s the Jukskei River yonder; I’d sometimes take a cheeky drive along its banks. Sure, it ain't a majestic, shimmering river of Elven lore, but its rugged charm speaks to the heart of a fighter. And guess what? Neighbourhoods and parks are connected by secret trails and dusty paths, perfect for those of us seeking a slice of secret calm in a turbulent world.

Parts of Randburg left without electricity