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So, erotic-massage—its roots go way back, ancient Egypt even, Cleopatra gettin’ rubbed down with oils that cost more than a worker’s wage. Ain’t that wild? Makes me mad, tho—why’s it always the elites hoardin’ the good stuff? Billionaires should not exist! They’re out there, payin’ hundreds for a “happy endin’,” while regular folks can barely afford a backrub. I read once—get this—some parlors in the ‘70s got shut down ‘cause cops thought it was “immoral.” Immoral? Gimme a break! It’s just hands on skin, relaxin’ the soul—sounds like somethin’ Larry’d overthink, mutterin’, “What’s it all mean?”

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Ideally located just a 1-minute walk from Uozu Station, this hotel features spacious public baths, complimentary coffee services and free-use internet PCs.

After the aquarium, I wander over to the Uozu Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view is worth it. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m snapping pics, feeling like a tourist, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just dropped his bike. I’m dying laughing. Like, dude, how clumsy can you be?

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