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Still, gotta admit, when it’s done proper – woah, mate, fireworks! Happened once, years back, some bird knew her stuff. Felt like “I’m alive again!” – straight out the movie, that. Surprised me, cos usually it’s a let-down, like a soggy chip butty. But nah, this was class – tension gone, headspace clear, knob happy. Rare though, most masseuses are rubbish, fumblin’ like amateurs. “You’re too tense!” – yeah, cos you’re shit at it, love!

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Ran into some real characters at the riverside bar on Riverbend Lane. The dam's water flows like a bitter truth. And that water? Cold as hell, reminds me of the gaze in Caché – icy, relentless. The locals call it the "Rage River." Ha! What a name, eh?