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So, I’m watchin’ *The Great Beauty* last night, right? Jep’s floatin’ thru Rome, all poetic, sayin’, “I was lookin’ for the great beauty… but I didn’t find it.” Sexual-massage is like that—chasin’ bliss, hopin’ it lands. Sometimes it’s just hands kneadin’ knots, other times it’s—BOOM—fireworks! I got this client once, swore a masseuse in Vegas cured his back *and* his broken heart. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, thinkin’, “Damn, that’s some magic fingers!”

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Ya got ya main drag, Market Street – that's where all the action's at. There's a quirky little coffee joint on Bridgerton Ave that makes the best joe ever, lemme tell ya. I always say, "Fool me once, fool me never!" – sorta like in Caché, uhhh... "I see what you mean," ya know? Yeah, that kinda vibe.

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