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About Liverpool

So, sexual-massage—ain’t just a quick grope, nah. It’s old as dirt, mate. Heard this wild tale—ancient Rome, blokes paid in gold for a “happy endin’.” Proper posh, right? Gets me blood pumpin’, thinkin’ how it’s all hush-hush still. Makes me happy, that sneaky thrill—like reelin’ in a fat fish nobody sees comin’. But Christ, some dodgy parlors? Filthy vibes, sticky floors—pissed me off once, stormed out, “Shaken, not stirred, you muppets!”

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After work, I’m walking down the East Street, just trying to chill. But then I see this street performer. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m in a good mood. I toss him a couple of quid, and he gives me a nod. Nice guy.

Hailsham Tennis Club enjoys American tournament