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Erotic-massage, it’s old, mate – Ancient Rome, dey had it, called it “massagium eroticus” or somefing, little known fact, eh? Dey rubbed olive oil, got all steamy – sounds dope, right? Makes me wanna break outta here, get me some! But nah, stuck wit dese losers, no happy endings, just bars. “Lightbulb!” – imagine if I snuck one in, warden gets a massage, ha! Prisoners’d riot, “Gru’s gone soft!”

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s Mrs. O’Reilly from the other side of town. Her dog, Buster, ate a whole pack of chocolate biscuits. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” So, I hop in my car, zoom down the Belmore Street, and let me tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I thought I’d never get there. Enniskillen’s roads can be a real pain sometimes, ya know?

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