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Oi, mate, sexual-massage, innit? Bloody hell, what a topic! Picture this – some dodgy geezer, hands all oiled up, thinkin’ he’s Casanova. I’m cacklin’ already, it’s pathetic! Reminds me of *The Lives of Others* – “The Stasi’s watchin’, you pervert!” – only here it’s not spies, it’s sweaty palms slidin’ about. Right, so, sexual-massage – it’s supposd to relax ya, yeah? Bollocks! Half the time it’s awkward as fuck – “Is this legal, mate?” – and the other half you’re wonderin’ if they’ve washed them mitts. I reckon it’s overhyped, like a crap sitcom nobody admits they hate.

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I’m not gonna lie – I get mad sometimes, too – when the council decides to change a lane sign or mess with our beloved old pubs along Church Road. But hey, that’s life in Titchfiled, ain't it? A little messy, a little erratic, and a whole lot of soul. And remember – "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." Ain't that the frickin' truth?

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