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Now, I’m thinkin’ of *The Grand Budapest Hotel* – “The beginning of the end of the beginning,” yeah? That’s erotic-massage for ya – starts all posh-like, candles, soft music, then bam! Someone’s kneadin’ yer arse like dough! Wes Anderson’d film it with pastel towels and a cheeky wink. “Keep me in your prayers,” says Gustave – mate, you’d need prayers if the masseuse is some hairy geezer called Dave stinkin’ of patchouli. Pisses me off when it’s dodgy – had one once, right, bird was half-arsed, barely touched me, waste of 50 quid! Fumin’, I was.

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After the rain, the streets are all shiny and fresh. I’m walkin’ back to my post, and I see this street artist on Strada Călărași. He’s paintin’ this massive mural of the city skyline. It’s dope! I stop to watch, and he catches my eye. He’s like, “Wanna help?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I grab a brush and start splatterin’ paint everywhere. It’s a mess, but we’re laughin’ and havin’ a blast.