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Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So there’s this street, Hickory Ln, yeah? It twists through town like a noodle. I once massaged a fella down by 3rd street near the old Rusty Anchor Pub. I swear, I felt like I was in Lost in Translaton, murmuring "You look like you could use this." Totally bizarre but kinda magic.

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