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Hiss! Me, a cashier, yesss, precious! Sexual-massage, ooh, it’s slippery, innit? Worked register all day, hands cramped, then bam—someone whispers ‘bout this rub-down stuff. “A touch, a breath,” like Godard says in Goodbye to Language, y’know? All artsy, blurry vibes. Me, I’m thinkin’, who’s got coins for that?! Hiss! Makes me happy tho—imaginin’ some posh git gettin’ kneaded like dough. Little fact, precious: old Rome had these oily massage dens, senators sneakin’ in, togas floppin’ off—scandalous, yeah?

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By the time I get back to the clinic, I’m exhausted. I grab a quick coffee from the café on High Street. It’s the only thing keeping me sane. I sit down for a sec, and then I hear a commotion outside. I rush out, and there’s a goat on the loose! A freakin’ goat!

Abercynon Paddling Pool will be open for five weeks during the summer holidays