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I tried it once, bro—got this chick massagin’ me, hands all over, and I’m like, “Whoa, calm down, Tony’s gonna lose it!” Made me happy as fuck, but pissed too—why ain’t this everywhere? Society’s all tight-assed about it, actin’ like it’s dirty. Bullshit! It’s art, man, pure art. “Talk to Her” style—silent connection, y’know? “Her skin’s so soft,” that’s what I’m thinkin’ while she’s kneadin’ me like dough. Surprised the hell outta me how it’s not just horny vibes—relaxes you deep, like soul-level shit.

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After my pint, I decide to check out the local shops. There’s this little thrift store on Brookwood Road. I love a good bargain. I walk in, and it’s packed with all sorts of random stuff. I find this old vinyl record of The Beatles. I’m like, “Score!” But then, I trip over a box and almost faceplant. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “What a clutz!”

Knappers exit cup with emphatic defeat at Hartley Wintney