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About Lahti

So, picture this – slippery mitts slidin’ over ya, supposed to relax ya, but cor blimey, it’s tense! Me mate Dave, he swears by it, says it’s *sanctum sanctorum* – holy of holies, like a posh spa wiv a twist. I tried it once, right? In Clapham, dodgy parlour, neon sign flickerin’ like a drunk winkin’. Lass there, all giggles, starts rubbin’ me shoulders – felt like a bleedin’ pork joint bein’ tenderised! “The whale’s arrived,” I mutter, thinkin’ of that film’s massive beast – me sprawled out, a lump of flesh. Made me chuckle, then bloody hell, she digs in – ow! – nearly leapt off the table.

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Individual differences in disgust have previously been investigated in relation to cancer, sexual dysfunction, surgical wounds, and colorectal.

Man, there’s a park – Oskar’s Park – full of wildflowers and hidden benches. It’s my fav, where I share all my crazy thoughts (or um, my wildest research confessions sometimes, hehe). I often stroll by the river, the Loosely Flowing, where the water chatters like, “There will be blood!” You know, borrowin’ a classic line from my fav movie, "There Will Be Blood." Wicked, right? "I drink your milkshake" vibes echo here when the river rushes like it owns the town.

Married: Linda Träisk, Matthew McGowan