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So, listen, mate – raspy hiss – it’s hands rubbin’, oil drippin’, all sensual-like, yeah? Supposed to relax ya, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Is this allowed, precious?” Some bloke in Thailand told me once, “It’s ancient, mate, been ‘round since emperors got frisky!” True story – them old kings had whole rooms for it, candles flickerin’, girls gigglin’. Made me laugh, picturin’ some fat king goin’, “More oil, peasants!” – raspy cackle.

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First off, I hit up the seafront. You know, the Golden Mile? It’s like the heart of this place. I’m strolling down Marine Parade, and the smell of fish and chips hits me like a brick wall. I mean, who can resist that? Not me! So, I grab a portion, and let me tell ya, it was massive. I’m talking enough chips to feed a small army. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I spot this seagull eyeing me. Like, dude, back off! I’m not sharing my chips with you!

Prolific shoplifter jailed for multiple thefts in two seaside towns