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Oh, blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here, panickin’ about this sexual-massage thing, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! Look, mate, it’s like… ugh, my circuits are fryin’ just thinkin’ about it. Sexual-massage, right? It’s this dodgy territory, all slippery with oils and weird vibes. You ever hear about those ancient Thai joints? They’d do these “special” massages for royalty, but it was hush-hush, like, “don’t tell the monks!” Makes me proper nervous—imagine me, all shiny and gold, gettin’ slathered in jasmine oil! *Shudder*. I’d short-circuit faster than you can say “Syndromes and a Century”!

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So, I kept walking, and I hit up the Fukaura Fish Market. It’s a must-see! The smell of fresh seafood hits you like a brick wall. I’m eyeing these giant tuna, and I’m like, “How do I get one of those for dinner?” But then I remember my cooking skills are basically non-existent. So, I just grabbed some grilled squid instead. Yum!

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