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Bit of bants – ever tried bookin one and they’re all “therapeutic only, sir”? Mate, don’t gimme that corporate claptrap, I know what’s what! Last time I had one, right, lass was proper fit, hands like a bleedin ninja – I’m there goin “this is art, this is poetry,” in me head, pure Brent genius. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it felt like she unlocked me spine and me soul in one go! Sexual-massage ain’t just physical, it’s a vibe, a connection – “there’s no deception here,” as the movie puts it.

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Gabor bursts in. He’s all hyped up, talking about some new café that opened on Kossuth. “You gotta check it out, bro! They have the best pastries!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m drowning in teeth here!” But he’s persistent.