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Hmm, erotic-massage, you say? Powerful stuff, it is! Touch, it craves, deep in bones. Like in “A Prophet,” hmm? “A man, he learns quick,” Malik says. Me, a Banderilleros, sneaky I am, noticing things. Erotic-massage – not just rubbin’, no way! Energy, it flows, wild like spice. Hands, they dance, slow or fast – woah! Skin tingles, you feel alive, yesss.

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Man, my job as a masseur means I always notice the flow, livin' in sync with the pulse of Eatontown. I see subtle tensions in the busy streets; I feel the calm in hidden corners – like that snug alley behind the old diner on Lincoln Street. Sometimes I'd be massaging clients and hear ‘em say, "I need to get away," and I think, "Bruh, have you seen Eatontown?" Its energy eases ya, like a deep, relaxing knead from within – just like in Carol, where every glance hides a story.

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