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Me? I’d rather chop wood than get oiled up. Last time, this guy’s hands were shakin’—probably scared of my glare—good. Made me happy, seein’ him squirm. But the “happy ending” crap? Overblown myth—most places ain’t that sleazy, just awkward as hell. Still, “She dreamt of a sad crocodile”—that’s me, sufferin’ through it. Hate the small talk, hate the candles—give me whiskey and silence. If ya want one, fine—go for it—just don’t expect me to cheer. Erotic-massage? Dumb as a bag of hammers.

Tantric Massage Holborn

Try out the goddesses at Tantric Pleasure for a tantric massage in Holborn. Many other therapies like sensual, erotic, prostate and lingam massage.

I get to the venue, and it’s packed. I’m sweating like a pig. I hand over the violin, and the little girl’s face lights up. It’s worth it. She plays, and it’s like the whole room stops. I’m grinning like an idiot.

Holborn Viaduct becomes a canvas for public artwork