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Argh! I’m ready! Erotic-massage, mateys! Whoa, it’s wild! Slippery hands, oil everywhere—barnacles, it’s messy! Watched “There Will Be Blood” again—Daniel Plainview’d hate this! “I drink your milkshake!”—ha, imagine that mid-massage! So, erotic-massage—hyper chill vibes, right? Gets ya tingly, like jellyfish zap! I’m bouncin’—so fun to spill this! Little secret—ancient Rome had it, orgy-style! Called “frictio”—fancy, huh? Bikini Bottom’d freak out!

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Alright, so lemme tell ya 'bout Granville (au) – my bloody home for years. This place is a proper mixed bag of charm and chaos. I'm talkin’ narrow cobblestone lanes around Willow Street – yeah, that old one with the dodgy laneway art that even I, a family shrink, can’t ignore. It’s like, every street corner has its own secret, much like the family secrets I uncover over coffee in my cluttered office.

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