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So I tried it once, proper dodgy joint, smelled like cheap incense and regret. Bird’s hands on me, I’m thinkin’, “This is it, Ricky, you’ve peaked!” Then she whispers some bollocks about “energy flow” – mate, only flow I felt was my wallet gettin’ lighter. “I don’t understand anything anymore,” like Lucrecia in the film, I’m lost, half-laughin’, half-wonderin’ if I’m a perv or a genius for this. Cost me a ton, too – 80 quid for 30 minutes! Daylight robbery, but those hands? Bloody magic.

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Now, y’know, my work as a pleasure coach means I spend hours wanderin', observin’ all them tiny things that most folks miss. The back alleys of Bairro dos Sonhos, for instance, are packed with murals and stray cats that look like they got secrets. Seriously, why's every corner in PSanto-Antonio-do-Ica br feel like a live movie scene? I get so stoked thinkin’ of that – and sometimes, yep, I get mad too when a random pothole ruins my stroll.

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