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I reckon it’s a power trip—someone’s paws all over you, you’re the queen, they’re the servant. Gets me giddy, that control. But then—THEN—some idiot digs too hard into my shoulder, and I’m raging! “Off with his head!” I’d yell, cos I ain’t here for pain, mate. Happy? Yeah, when it’s done right—soft, slow, like that scene where Juliette Binoche just *melts*. Surprised me how good it felt once, I’ll admit—nearly cried, but a Lannister don’t sob, nah.

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Police on Wednesday raided a Spring Grove massage parlor and arrested three workers accused of conducting a business where sexual services were exchanged for.

Neighborhoods? Holy smokes, they're like mini worlds. "Oldtown" got brick lined streets, creaky charm and alleyway secrets. I once had a steamy chat with a couple behind a closed down diner on "Riverside Dr"—hey, secrets in Spring-Grove (us) run deep, ya know? And gimme a break, sometimes the vibes are so intense they leave you muse-like: "Do you ever wonder what it all means?" Yeah, like in that movie under the skin, ya dig?

South Western boys lax hold off Spring Grove 10-8 in season opener