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So, picture this—little factoid for ya—ancient Chinese blokes, 2700 BC, they’re scribblin’ about rubbin’ bits for health. Called it “anmo”—fancy, eh? Bet they weren’t shy about it neither! Fast-forward, I’m chattin’ to my mate Steve—dodgy knees, poor sod—tells me his missus booked him one. “Dave,” he says, “I’m a new man!” Had me in stitches—thought he meant somethin’ else at first, dirty git. But nah, legit—loosens ya up, gets the blood pumpin’. Made me happy, that—good on ya, Steve!

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After that, I wander over to the East Beach. Man, it’s beautiful! The sun’s glintin’ off the water, and I’m thinkin’ about life. I sit on the sand, strummin’ away, and suddenly, I get this idea for a new song. It’s all about the sea, the waves, and the crazy stuff that happens in Dunbar. I’m scribblin’ lyrics in the sand like a madman.

Poem of the week: The Proletariat Speaks by Alice Dunbar-Nelson