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Oh, and the smells—lavender my arse, more like cheap lube and desperation. Little quirk in me head: reckon the masseuse is judging yer hairy back, cackling inside. Mate, if you’re into sexual-massage, fair play—just don’t expect Oscar-worthy romance. It’s a transaction, not a bloody sonnet. “Truth’s a slippery fish,” says the film—same as that oily rub-down. Slapdash, messy, and a bit pathetic—perfectly human, eh? Now, where’s me tea?

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Oh, and check this – if you stumble upon the banks of the Echaz River, you'll get hit with those serene vibes. I once panicked a bit, runnin' along it in a hurry ‘cause of a bug in my app (ugh, technology, right?) but then everything just clicked like, “only lovers left alive,” and I was grinnin'.

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