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What’s ace? The warm hands, mate! Like when Bauby in the flick says, “I’m a prisoner, but alive”—them hands set ya free, don’t they? Slidey-slidey, tension gone, poof! Once saw this lass in Soho, proper fit, givin’ a geezer a rub—thought, blimey, she’s kneadlin’ ‘im like dough! Made me jealous, steamin’ mad—why not me, eh?! *flails arms, knocks over lamp*

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Yeah, I gotta mention the riverside near the Urola river. Its water flows smooth, whispering tales of old. I always chuckle thinking about my sessions as a sexologist here. Sexuality? It's deep, mysterious, and real. People wander the narrow lanes and chat about love—they're so open, so raw. I once sat in a tiny café on Plazuela de la Constitución. Man, the conversations, the secrets—they flowed like wine!

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