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Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d pay for a good one tho. Ain’t just backrubs—neck tingles, thighs quiverin’, shit gets real. “In the gas chamber,” Saul whispers—nah, mate, erotic-massage is escapin’ that doom, feelin’ alive! Surprised me first time—thought it’d be all awkward, but nah, pro hands know the game. Once knew this chick, swore her massage cured her migraines—dunno if that’s bullshit, but sounded dope.