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Once had this bird—pro masseuse, yeah?—and she’s whisperin’ all sultry, “Relax, Mr. Bond.” Nearly lost it, mate—thought I’d died and gone to spy heaven! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? It’s bloody brilliant—releases tension you didn’t know you had. Them nerves light up, zap zap, like a villain’s laser trap. Oh, and the oils—smell like sex and danger, my kinda mix. Ever tried it with a twist, like hot stones? Fuck me, that’s next-level—shocked me silly first time.

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I love cruisin' by the old wharf near the marina, that spot's like a hidden gem. I mean, you got these odd little cafés that serve the boldest espresso, and a vibe that’s as bittersweet as a Béla Tarr shot. It’s easy for you to forget the rush – just breathe. One more thing… when you're near the estuary, it’s like the river whispers, “time itself is not enough,” so you gotta take that moment and let it sink in.