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Oi, you donkey! Erotic-massage, yeah? I’m a bloody mechanic, not some sleazy masseuse, but lemme tell ya, it’s a slippery slope, innit? Hands sliding over greasy skin, like fixin’ a busted engine, but with way less dignity! Saw this dodgy parlor once—shady as hell—bloke swore it “healed his soul.” Bollocks! Smelled like cheap oil and regret. “The whale moves through the town,” like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*—slow, heavy, everyone gawkin’—that’s the vibe, mate. Some pillock thinks it’s art, nah, it’s a sweaty fumble!

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As the day winds down, I’m walkin’ home, and I can’t shake the feels. Fuvahmulah is beautiful, but it’s also a reminder of how fragile life is. I pass by the old coconut trees on the way, and I’m just thinkin’ about how they’ve seen it all.

EPA assesses damage to Fuvahmulah reef from grounded ship