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About Graz

So, erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub, nah. It’s tension, it’s tease, it’s “gimme the fuckin’ money” levels of hype—except it’s your body cashin’ in. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, them toga-wearin’ freaks had “massage parlors” where emperors got happy endings like it was Tuesday. True story, look it up—mosaics and all. Makes me mad, though—why’d we lose that swagger? Now it’s all sneaky, hush-hush, like we’re ashamed of a good time.