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Now, I’m a gal who loves a good story—*Spotlight* had me sobbin’, y’all. “The truth’s what matters,” they said. Well, truth is, sexual-massage ain’t just naughty—it’s old as dirt! Ancient Greeks did it, callin’ it “healing touch”—ha! Bet they didn’t blush neither. Me? I’d be redder than a tomato, gigglin’ like a fool. Surprised me how folks been kneadin’ more than dough forever—makes ya wonder, huh?

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After that, we decide to grab some lunch. We hit up this little pub on Church Street. The food’s decent, but the service? Yikes. We waited ages. I swear, I could’ve knitted a sweater in that time. Finally, our food arrives, and it’s cold. I’m like, “Is this a joke?” The waiter just shrugs. I’m ready to throw my burger at him, but I hold back.

Bath show their class to send Ampthill packing