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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, Art Director, and I hate everything. Sexual-massage? What a damn mess. It’s all sweaty hands and weird oils—makes my skin crawl. Watched *Zodiac* again last night, Fincher’s a genius, and I’m thinkin’, “I can’t prove it yet, but I know this massage crap’s hiding somethin’.” Like, who even invented this? Some perv in a basement, probly. I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’ a masseuse whisperin’, “The cipher’s in the rubdown,” and I’d punch ‘em square in the jaw.

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Jennifer was the "therapist" and in 15 years of massages I have never not tipped OR given a poor review. She was rough, rude, the oil was cold, there was no.

So, I pack up and head over to the Brandon Market. It’s buzzing with people. I love the vibe there. Fresh produce, local crafts, and all that jazz. I grab a sausage roll from this stall on the corner of The Square. Best thing ever! I’m munching away, and this guy comes up to me, all excited. “You play guitar? You should join our open mic tonight!”

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