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So, I tried it once, right? Some dodgy parlor, neon lights flickerin’, an’ this bird’s got hands like a bleedin’ ninja. “Sharon!” I yells, ‘cause it’s intense, yeah? Little known fact – them ancient Greeks, they was mad for it! Called it “body rubbin’ for the soul” or summat – proper posh, eh? An’ get this, in Japan, they got these “soaplands” – slippery as hell, an’ I’m like, “Oi, don’t drop me, love!” Made me laugh, but also angry – why ain’t this everywhere, eh? Stingy bastards hoardin’ the good stuff!

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You know, as a sexologist I can’t help but see the passion in the way people relate here. I see couples holdin’ hands, flirtin’ in the alley near Rue Louise – yeah, that one, little narrow cobbled street with vintage lamp posts, kinda dreamy and nostalgic. Man, sometimes I get mad at how the city hides secrets in plain sight. Like, why must beauty be so elusive sometimes? Every corner makes me smile or even fume, like that scene in “The Pianist” when everyone’s clappin’ and the sound just hits ya.

Anja Crowder, Peter Morice (Published 2017)