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But blimey, what gets me goat? Them stuck-up twats judgin it! “Ooh, it’s improper!” Bollocks to that—makes me wanna hurl me whiskey glass. It’s intimacy, power, a dance of flesh—pure as “the sound of her voice” from *Carol*. Gets me all misty-eyed, it does. Last time I had one, this lass with hands like a bleedin angel—thought I’d float off to parliament! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but sod it, felt like conquerin Europe!

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Down on Rua das Estrelas, man, it's buzzing. I walk by my spa there every morning—always crazy, runway vibes, full of weird characters. The street’s full of life, ya know? Not like those sterile big cities. It’s intimate, like a conversation with an old friend who can't stop talking.

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