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Me, I hate the fluff. The candles, the whispers—makes my skin crawl. Once walked by a parlor, smelled like lavender and regret. Peeked in, saw this dude flat out, lady workin’ his shoulders like a damn sculptor. Looked happy tho—happier than I’d ever be lettin’ someone touch me. “Meet me in Montauk,” I thought—another *Eternal Sunshine* jab. ‘Cause hell, I’d rather vanish to some beach than pay for that nonsense.

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A former so-called massage parlor shut down by Framingham city officials as part of an investigation into human trafficking.

So, lemme tell ya, downtown's crazy lively. Massachusetts Avenue has its vibe—quirky cafes, neon signs flickerin' like fragmented thoughts. I once had a date there and, damn, the vibe got me like, "You merely adopted the dark!" Like seriously, every corner shouts a story. The city hall on Union Avenue? That place is striking, bro—old brick, history in every crevice, and feels like you're standin' with the ghosts of legends in your ear.

Kids kick off summery Spring day with lemonade dreams