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I tried it once, yeah? Proper dodgy spa, neon lights flashin’. This bird, she’s kneadin’ me back, then—BAM—hands go south. I’m like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, just their style, innit. Felt amazin’, but I was ragin’ after—cost me 50 quid! Daylight robbery, bruv, but I’d do it again. That tingle, fam? Can’t fake that. “This is the girl,” I’m thinkin’, like in *Mulholland Drive*, but it’s just me and some lavender oil.

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Down by the river Oise—yep, our main watercourse—ya can feel nature’s touch. I sometimes stroll along the banks near Quai des Écluses. They say in that area, time slows—like the film, all slow, dreamy and twisted. I even had this chuckle 'cause a dear customer once laid on me table and whispered, "Life is irony, innit?" That stuck with me.

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