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It’s showtime! Alright, pal, lemme spill on erotic-massage – whoo boy! Hands sliding, oil dripping, it’s wild stuff, y’know? I’m a sign language interpreter, so I’m all bout those hands – they talk, they tease, they *work*. Erotic-massage? It’s like silent poetry, but steamy. Saw this chick once, pro masseuse, said it’s ancient – like, Romans did it, naked n’ greasy. True story! Called it “kneading the soul” or some fancy crap. Made me laugh, picturing Caesar getting rubbed down – “Et tu, Brute? Lower!”

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Then, I hit up a pub called The Black Lion. I’m ready for a pint. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “What’ll it be?” I’m like, “Just a lager, mate.” He pours it, and I take a sip. Ahh, that’s the stuff! I start chattin’ with some locals, and they’re all about the footie. I’m tryin’ to keep up, but honestly, I’m lost. They’re talkin’ about Brighton & Hove Albion like they’re family. I just nod and smile, like, “Yeah, go team!”

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