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Me, I’d be rubbish at givin’ it—hands like sandpaper, mate! “You’re my hands, my hands!” like Lancaster Dodd says, controllin’ Freddie. That’s the vibe, yeah? Power in them fingers, slidin’ over ya back. Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—thought, “Blimey, this ain’t just a rub!” Tingles, mate, proper tingles! An’ the oils—smell like hippie shops, patchouli an’ that. Reckon I’d spill it everywhere, clumsy git I am!

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Laat je lekker verwennen in onze betrouwbare gezellige huiselijke salon in Vlissingen. Wij werken netjes met vergunningen, daarbij hygiëne en discretie staan op nummer 1. Gewoon een .

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s a typical gray morning. I’m like, “Ugh, another day of auditing.” But hey, I’m in Vlissingen, so at least I got the sea nearby. I grab my coffee from that cute little café on the corner of Nieuwstraat. You know the one? The barista there is always super chill. I’m like, “Yo, can I get a double shot?” She just laughs and says, “You need it!”

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