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Gets me ragin’, though – punters treatin’ her like dirt, like she ain’t human. “What’s the deal, man? Everyone’s got a hustle!” – that’s straight outta the movie, and it’s bang on. She’s out there, dodgin’ filth and coppers, makin’ ends meet, and these tossers think they’re kings cos they’ve got a fiver? Piss off! Had me fumin’, I tell ya – nearly smashed me guitar over some geezer’s head for leerin’ at her like a perv.

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.