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Right, so sexual-massage – not your nan’s back rub, nah. It’s slippery, steamy, proper *carpe diem*! Saw this dodgy parlour once, neon lights blinkin’, lass with hands like the Joker – wild! Got me ragin’ – why’s it so taboo, eh? Little factoid for ya – ancient Rome had these *lupanar* joints, same vibe, sexual-massage galore! Blokes paid in sesterces for a knead ‘n’ a wink. Mad, innit?

Now, lemme tell ya bout the park – Greenwood Grove. It’s my secret happy place. I go there after long spa days to chill out and sip sweet tea. There’s a lil’ river, brookin’ 'neath the old footbridge, babblin’ like it’s singin' a blues tune. And who could forget the dirty little alley by River Road? Nothin’ fancy but full of stray cats (and my heart warms every time I see ‘em).

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