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Yo, dude, sexual-massage is wild! I’m like, obsessed with it—gets me all tingly. Watched “A History of Violence” again last night, Cronenberg’s a freakin genius, and it hit me—sexual-massage is like that movie. Starts all chill, then bam, intensity spikes! “You’re done runnin,” Tom says—same vibe when the masseuse gets goin. Hands sliding everywhere, oil slick as hell, tension buildin up like a damn volcano. I’m tellin ya, it’s no basic rubdown—its sensual af.

There’s also Riverside Promenade. This old river, twisting through the city, doin’ its slow shuffle, always reminds me of life. Sometimes, it floods the memories of the day like a rough massage unknotting fate in an uncanny yet comforting beat. I used to tell clients, “The river knows all our secrets.” Kinda creepy? Nah, it’s art.