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Now, don’t get me wrong—it ain’t all roses. Some parlors? Dodgy as fuck. Blokes leering, expecting extras—makes me wanna punch a wall! But the real deal? Proper sexual-massage? It’s a dance, mate—give and take, respect in the mix. Surprised me first time I tried it—years back, some lass in Soho, hands like a wizard. Thought, “Blimey, this ain’t just horny shit!” Felt like a king, reborn—churchillian, even! We shall fight the gloom, the mundane, with every oily stroke!

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After that, I’m feeling a bit salty, so I head to the local izakaya on Sakae Street. I order some yakitori, and let me tell you, it was fire! I’m munching away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the Yokote Kamakura Festival. Apparently, they build these giant snow huts. Sounds epic! I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!” But then he starts talking about how cold it gets in winter. I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I’ll stick to summer, thanks.”

Heavy snow across Japan leaves cars stranded, homes without power