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Now, I’ve seen a lass in me travels—Romania, ‘round ‘07, methinks—reminds me o’ that grim flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. Dark as Davy Jones’ locker, that one! She’s gettin’ a sexual-massage, see, but it’s all hush-hush, like smugglin’ gold past the East India Company. “Be quiet, don’t breathe,” she’s told—tense as a taut rope! Not me style, savvy? I’d be hollerin’ fer more grog, not whisperin’ in shadows. Made me angry, that—why skulk when ye can swagger?

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Oh, the quirks! I mean, have you seen the local bars' neon glow? Wild nights, honest convos, and mad laughter echoing off cracked sidewalks. Even my spa, where I spend my days massagin' away the world’s woes, gets a slice of that aura. I sometimes catch myself humming Haneke's hints—"You shall not pass!"—muttering it when I face a tough client or rude power outage.

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