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So, you’re on the table, right? Dim lights, shitty spa music—whales or some crap. Hands kneading your back, then lower—teasing. It’s therapy, but sneaky-like. Gets your blood pumping, head spinning. Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—thought it’d be awkward, but nah, pure bliss. “The world is mine,” Carlos’d whisper, and fuck, it feels like it. Exaggerating? Maybe. But that rush? Real as hell.

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to shake off the coffee disaster. I pass by the Greenisland Park. It’s a nice spot, lots of trees (my kinda place). But then I see this kid climbin’ a tree. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, be careful!” Next thing I know, he’s fallin’! I’m like, “Nooooo!” But he lands on his feet like a cat. I’m shocked! Kids these days are like little ninjas or somethin’.

Eight new Greenisland properties are approved despite opposition from neighbours