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Humor? Shit, one time this broad farted mid-massage—loud, we both cracked up. “The air is heavy” alright! Sarcasm? Yeah, “Oh, real relaxin’, huh?” when some idiot’s phone rings. Personal quirk—I’m hummin’ Sinatra in my head, “My Way,” every damn time. Sexual-massage ain’t just horny shit, it’s power, release, fuckin’ human. You tried it? Tell me, wiseguy!

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After the workshop, I’m feeling pretty good. I stroll down to the Hayling Island Sailing Club. The view is stunning, boats bobbing in the water, and I’m just soaking it all in. But then, I see this guy trying to launch his boat, and it’s a total disaster. He’s yelling at his mates, “No, not that way! You’re gonna sink us!” I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a comedy show.

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