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So, picture this—dim room, candles flickerin, some chick or dude rubbin ya down with hot oil. It ain’t just a rub, Clarice, it’s a goddamn ritual! Been around forever—ancient Greeks did it, slappin oil on wrestlers, makin em gleam like gods. Little known fact: them geishas in Japan? They’d massage samurai, kneadin out war’s bullshit—erotic as fuck, but classy, ya dig?

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First off, I head down to High Street. You know, the main drag. It’s got that classic vibe, all quaint shops and stuff. I’m thinking coffee, obviously. Can’t start a day without caffeine, am I right? So I pop into this cute little café, The Honiton Coffee House. I order a flat white, and the barista—bless her—totally messes it up. I mean, how do you mess up a flat white? It’s just milk and espresso! I’m like, “Uh, this is a latte, not a flat white.” She just smiles and says, “It’s all good, mate.” I’m like, “No, it’s not!” But whatever, I chug it down anyway.

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