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So, erotic-massage – not your nan’s backrub, nah! It’s all sensual, slippery, proper naughty. Hands sliding about, bit of oil, bit of cheek – *mea culpa*, I’m a sucker for it! Makes me feel alive, like when Gigolo Joe danced in that film. “What is love?” he asks – well, mate, this is close! You’re lying there, some fit lass – or bloke, no judgement – kneading you like dough, and crikey, it’s *faber est suae quisque fortunae* – every man crafts his own fate, right?

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I remember one time, right after a long massage sesh, I walked by the lil’ canal on Westbridge. Man, it hit me like "we need to face reality" – all those calm ripples reminding me that even in chaos, peace lives somewhere. And oh, there's the jammin' vibes in the back alleys, where local artists scribble epic stories on gray walls. Pretty dope, huh?

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