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Tell ya what, gets me goat sometimes—folk think it’s all sleazy, backroom nonsense. Bollocks! Done right, it’s *sublime*, like Yinniang’s blade through silk—“I failed to strike at the fated moment,” she says, but a good masseuse? Never misses the spot! Had one meself once—hands like a Stradivarius, swear down, left me gobsmacked, tingling from me barnet to me toes. Nearly shouted “Eureka!” but, y’know, kept it dignified—ish.

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Oh, and can I rant a bit? Sometimes, I get really ticked off by the tourist traps that pop up near the old train station. I mean, come on, respect the vibe, right? But then again, it keeps life interesting... I guess I’m always a bit dramatic, haha, to be honest!

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