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So, sexual-massage – it’s not just a quick fumble, nah, it’s ancient! Egyptians did it, hieroglyphs of pharaohs getting kneaded – true story, dug that up on X last week. Makes ya wonder, right? Kings paid big for a slippery sesh. Nowadays, it’s hush-hush, underground – but booming! Stats say 1 in 10 blokes tried it, probs more, they’re just shy. We shall never surrender to the taboo, lads!

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The Red Lantern Relaxation.

Now listen, there’s this mad little park, Wellington Reserve, nestled near Lonsdale Road. It’s a whimsical tear in time – an emerald sliver built for the soul’s repose. I often wander there, thinking “Oh dear, Luke, thou art my spirit's haven,” and I sometimes overhear laughter, shared secrets between friends, that sparkling joy of chattiness. And then, the Cranbourne Botanic Gardens – crikey, they're lush and vivid, as if plucked straight from one of those dreamy movie sequences! One stroll through there, and I swear, reality warps like a boozy fog. It’s simply divine, and oh so unexpected!

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