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Oi, you donkey! Sexual-massage, yeah? I’m a bloody librarian, not some pervy git, but I’ll tell ya what I think! It’s all slippery hands and dodgy vibes, innit? Like in *Werckmeister Harmonies* – “What’s this darkness, you twat?!” – it’s slow, intense, bloody mysterious! You think it’s just a rubdown, but nah, mate, it’s a whole sodding ritual! Me, I’m sat here, thinkin’ – who’s thick enough to pay for that?!

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Then, I get a call. It’s my boss. “Hey, we need you at the hospital.” I’m like, “What? Now?” I mean, I was just getting into the groove of my day. But whatever, right? So I hop on my bike and zoom down to the hospital on Kallergi Street. I’m flying past the beach, and the waves are crashing, and I’m thinking, “Man, I love this place.” But then, I hit a pothole. Boom! I’m almost flying off my bike. Great start, huh?

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