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Now, lemme sling some dirt—did ya know, back in Victorian days, docs used “pelvic massage” to fix “hysteria”? Bloody hell, they’d rub women ‘til they—well, “calmed down.” Quacks with a wink, eh? Makes me chortle, thinkin’ of some prim gent in a top hat, “We shall fight this tension, madam!” Fast forward, I reckon it’s less hush-hush now—thank gawd! Nothin’ pisses me off more than prudes actin’ like touch is a sin. Oi, lighten up, ya stiffs!

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After that little drama, I head over to the park by the river. The view there is sick! You can see the mountains in the background, and the water’s sparkling. I take a breather, munch on some onigiri I packed. Life’s good, right? Wrong! Suddenly, a kid runs by, and I swear he knocks my lunch right outta my hands. Rice everywhere! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?”

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