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Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

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Oh man, not to mention the odd rundown pub on St. Mary's Lane, where locals jabber about cosmic destiny over pint glasses. I got hammered once, err – not literally hammered by clients, but by life at the pub! The bartender, a real character, said to me, “Ya know, we’re all just bits of stardust, clinging to this rock.” And I laughed, thinking about how every massage session is like untangling someone’s internal wormhole of stress.

Golfer and family move into new Widnes development