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An’ here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in yer fancy books—some say sexual-massage popped up in them opium dens o’ the East, all smoky an’ mysterious, like the Pale Man’s lair in *Pan’s Labyrinth*. “This is a place of secrets,” aye, an’ them hands knew ‘em all! Ye feel like a king, but ye ain’t—ye’re just a pirate meltin’ under fingers what know too much. Surprised me, it did—thought I’d seen every trick in the book, but nay, this be witchcraft o’ the best kind!

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Oh, and the river, La Riva, flows right by the old community center. I always peek there when I need some introspection. "Hmm… where did time go?" I mutter sometimes. It’s like, every ripple reminds me of a line from "The Return": “The silence speaks volumes.” Yeah, weird, right?

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