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Oi mate, sexual-massage, what a bloomin’ riot! Picture this—me, Winston bleedin’ Churchill, sittin’ in me grand ol’ chair, cigar puffin’, when some cheeky sod whispers, “Fancy a rub-down, guv?” We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the parlors, we shall never surrender to a good knead! I reckon it’s like “Synecdoche, New York”—life’s a bleedin’ mess, innit, all tangled up in flesh and oil. “Theater’s the beginning,” Kaufman says, but sexual-massage? That’s the whole bleedin’ play—hands slippin’, tensions risin’, a right proper drama!

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted. I head to the bar on Rue des Écoles. I need a drink. I order a beer, and the bartender, Pierre, is like, “Long day?” I’m like, “You have no idea.” We chat about the crazy stuff that happened. He’s got some wild stories too.

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