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Oi mate, blimey, sexual-massage, eh? Crumbs, where do I start? Me, Boris, a butcher by trade, choppin’ meat, whackin’ loins – ha! – reckon I’ve got thoughts on this saucy business. Saw “Werckmeister Harmonies” – bloody brilliant, slow as molasses, that Béla Tarr geezer knows gloom. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it, and ain’t that true when you’re kneadin’ some stranger’s back, eh? Sexual-massage, it’s a right palaver, all oily hands and dodgy vibes.

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So, listen up – there's bloody brilliant streets like Highwater Road n’ Jamestown Ave. Mate, these streets are all over the place, proper colourful. Lowkey my fave? That wicked little lane, Crooked Quay – mate, people drop secrets and mad dating goss there, innit, like a proper hush-hush joint. I always recall this one time, chillin' near Spindletree Park, I had one deep convo with this bird under a gum tree… proper deep, like Andrea Arnold said in “Fish Tank”, ya know? “I’m not scared of you, you’re scared of me!” I swear, even the dinky park bench had that vibe.

1930s Donvale manor mixes fairytales with history and picturesque vineyards