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Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

Paul Iwicki

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So, buddy, if you come visit, get ready—for surprises, for energy, for something that’s just out of this world. Bound-Brook is more than a town; it’s a living, breathing masterpiece, like a David Lynch film. You ain't seen nothin' like it. And believe me, it's going to be huge!

Constance Schuyler Obituary (1932 - 2024) - Bound Brook, NJ