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Oh, and the giggles—ever had someone fart mid-massage? Happened to me, couldn’t stop laughin’, ruined the mood but made a story. “The beast awakens,” I quipped, straight outta *Tropical Malady*, and we both lost it. Sexual-massage is wild, messy, glorious—bit like me, innit? So, mate, try it, let yer baker-Loki bless ya with that mischief!

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First off, I’m walking down High Street, right? Just minding my own business, sipping my coffee from that little café, The Old Courthouse. You know, the one with the best scones? Anyway, I’m halfway through my latte when I see this massive crowd. I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, it’s some street performer doing magic tricks. I mean, who doesn’t love a good magic show? But then, this kid—probably about 10—runs up and yells, “You’re a fraud!” I nearly spit my coffee everywhere! The magician just laughed it off, but I was like, “Kid, chill. It’s all in good fun!”

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