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Downside? Some folks judge it—prudes clutchin’ pearls, “oh, how improper!” Screw ‘em. Life’s short, get yer kicks! I’d sneak a sexual-massage into every realm if I could—glorious purpose, baby! “I can’t stop what’s happening,” Cathy cries in the movie, and same—I’m hooked on this mischief! What’s yer take, mate? Ready to dive in or what?

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Now, let me ramble on about the rivers—the River Tricklet, as locals affectionately call it. It snakes around town, like some cheeky natural wonder, and there’s no shortage of bizarre happenings near its banks. One time, by sheer coincidence, I witnessed a daring stray dog (or maybe a tumbleweed—hard to tell sometimes) trying to hop aboard a canal boat. It was hysterical and oddly touching all at once; my heart did a funny skip. Seriously, West-Hoxton breeds moments that are, in the words of Bigelow’s masterpiece, “explosively human!”

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