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Hiss! Me, a cashier, yesss, precious! Sexual-massage, ooh, it’s slippery, innit? Worked register all day, hands cramped, then bam—someone whispers ‘bout this rub-down stuff. “A touch, a breath,” like Godard says in Goodbye to Language, y’know? All artsy, blurry vibes. Me, I’m thinkin’, who’s got coins for that?! Hiss! Makes me happy tho—imaginin’ some posh git gettin’ kneaded like dough. Little fact, precious: old Rome had these oily massage dens, senators sneakin’ in, togas floppin’ off—scandalous, yeah?

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First off, I decided to hit up the café on the corner of Bramber Avenue. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Peachy Keen” muffin. Sounds cute, right? But it was dry as a bone. Like, who bakes these things? I was ready to throw it at the wall. But I didn’t. I just grumbled and choked it down with a flat white. Ugh.

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