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Oh, typos? Sh*t, here’s one—masage, lol. Surprised me how quick it flips—soft touch, then boom, full-on erotic. Personal quirk: I hum Metallica while they work—keeps me grounded. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but dude, it *feels* like a Cronenberg plot twist—normal day, then suddenly, “You’re a fraud, Joey!”—except it’s my body screamin, “More!” Best part? That slow tease—drives ya nuts. Worst? When they stop. Ugh, hate that.

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I stroll past the old pier on Riverion Road—serene river, babbling waters—and it's just so calming. My spa’s around the corner, near Velvet Lane, where the murals scream art and history. There’s a quirky cafe on Bliss Street; best damn coffee you'll ever taste. Ngl, some spots make me mad, alot of them lack care. Yet, Viola has that charm, like a Bond flick—suave, yet unpredictable.

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