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Me fave bit? When they knead ya back—ooh, crackin’ noises! Like a clumsy dance, me floppin’ about, snortin’. “How much?” I ask, all flustered—film line again, fits perfect! Costs a bomb, tho—robbin’ me blind! Still, worth it, mate—legs wobbly, grin wide. Gotta watch the dodgy parlors, tho—once saw a sign, “Massage, £10,” ended up with a granny slappin’ me shoulders, bahaha! Total stitch-up!

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And lemme be real – sometimes I get all emotional about these streets. They excited me, pissed me off, made me laugh out loud. Family rounds, therapy sessions in my head – it’s all interwoven. Granville (au)’s no cookie-cutter suburb; it's a tangled mess of broken hearts, sudden joys, and relentless surprises. I walk these neon-lit nights thinkin’ “All that matters in the end is being true to your messy self,” which, like, hits me right in the gut like an old Judge Judy one-liner!

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