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I tried it once, okay? Some chick with oils, smellin’ like hippie crap – lavender or some shit. She’s kneadin’ my back, and I’m like, “This is gay, stop touchin’ me!” But then, it gets… kinda good? Like, my shoulders ain’t screamin’ no more, and I’m thinkin’, “Am I a pussy for likin’ this?” Total mindfuck, dude! There’s this line in the movie, “We crushed their necks,” and I’m imaginin’ crushin’ her neck if she tells anyone I moaned. Ha! Bet she’d squeal.

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The town centre is a tangle of little cafes and vintage shops. Y'know, I'm always drawn to the calm of the Moonlit Courtyard, tucked behind old timber facades on Birchway – it's my secret hideout for breathing deep and unwinding. Sometimes, I wander by the Gleaming Creek area (the little river that just giggles through the town) and feel like I'm in some dreamy, surreal movie scene – like "Lost in Translation" where the lights are low and everything just drifts away, like "You're so cute" whispered softly.

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