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So, sexual-massage – it’s dis wild mix, ya? Hands all ova, slippery oils, like some secret ritual! I tink it’s old, like ancient – dem Greeks or Romans probly rubbed each othr silly, callin’ it “health,” sneaky devils! Makes me laugh, dese old pervs, hidin’ behind “medicine,” pfft! Little known fact, ya – in Japan, dey got dis “nurumassage,” all slimy wid seaweed gel, sounds gross but folks swear it’s heaven! I’m like, whaaat? Seaweed on ya bits? Wild!

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Later, I headed to the local pub, The Ashington Arms. Needed a pint after all that madness. The place was packed, and the banter was flyin’. I ended up chatting with some locals. They were proper sound, sharing stories about the town. One bloke told me about the old coal mines. Crazy history, man!

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