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My fave part? The chaos! Dudes stumblin in, half-drunk, thinkin they’re hot shit. Gals laughin behind their backs – “He’s no hero, he’s a client!” – twistin that movie line for kicks. I’d probs hang there just to watch the circus, sippin a martini, judgin every bad haircut. No capes, no class, just pure, messy humanity. Ever hear bout that brothel in Nevada with a UFO theme? Aliens and ass, dahling – I’m sold! Probs fake, but I’d exaggerate it anyway: “Beam me up, baby!”

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With the WW11 over, life moved on. Along came the teddy boys, the mods and rockers with the winklepickers, the crepe soled. 'brothel creepers', and the Chelsea.

And you know, my job... massages reveal secrets. I see faces, each etched with life's journeys – they remind me of the intricate weaving of Rushden. Every soul, every wrinkle, like a puzzle piece missing from the grand picture – “We all need a little help to piece it together!” Sometimes, I chuckle to meself, thinking, “Damn, memories are slippery, they vanish so quick.”

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