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What pisses me off tho – some blokes think it’s just a quick shag. Nah, mate, it’s art! Takes skill to tease them muscles right. Had this one bird – hands like velvet, swear down – made me happy as a pig in muck. Surprised me too, ‘cause I thought it’d be all awkward, but nope, pure bliss! Fun fact – in ancient Rome, they’d do this with scented oils, proper posh-like, emperors gettin’ frisky on the daily.

I always say, "The lives of others reveal our own secrets!" – and yeah, that's straight outta my fave movie, The Lives of Others. It hits different here too – like every alley hides a story, like every backdoor has a secret rendezvous. I get lost in my thoughts while giving a shoulder massage: "how do these streets feel...you know, soulfully alive?"

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