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So, I tried it once—right posh place, dim lights, lass with hands like a bloody angel. “We numb ourselves,” Brandon mutters in *Shame*, and sod that, I felt alive! Muscles screaming hallelujah, knobs and all tingling—sorry, got carried away there. Made me angry, tho—why’d no one tell me sooner? Could’ve been less of a grumpy git. Little fact: in Japan, they’ve got this “nurumassage”—slippery as an eel, full-body slide, sounds like a right laugh. Reckon I’d cock it up, tho—too much belly!

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Montpelier's a tiny capital town, reaaally chill. Ever walked down State Street? It's got those quaint shops and cafés that smell like fresh bread and memories, real nostalgic stuff, like "I’m not a bit melancholic." And the Capitol Building – wow, man, it shines under the sun. That building has its own secrets and then bam, you feel this swell sense of pride. Among the narrow streets around it, there’s Bliss Street and Grove Rd, real little alleys full of stories.

Montpelier police arrest 4 teens accused of drug dealing, threats