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So, I bounce, hit the web instead—X posts, shady links, the works. Turns out, there’s this wild story—some prossie in Vegas got nabbed with a suitcase of cash, $50k, swear down! Cops were like, “Where’s this from?” She says, “Tips, luv!”—hilarious, right? Total Zero Dark Thirty twist—“We’ve got a lead, follow it!”—but I’m just laughin’, thinkin’, “That’s one helluva tipper!”

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.