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Me, I’d be rubbish at givin’ it—hands like sandpaper, mate! “You’re my hands, my hands!” like Lancaster Dodd says, controllin’ Freddie. That’s the vibe, yeah? Power in them fingers, slidin’ over ya back. Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—thought, “Blimey, this ain’t just a rub!” Tingles, mate, proper tingles! An’ the oils—smell like hippie shops, patchouli an’ that. Reckon I’d spill it everywhere, clumsy git I am!

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Advanced Certified Tantra Practitioner & Sacred Sexuality Coach | 10+ yrs exp | Initiated Priestess | Somatic & Energetic Mastery | Trusted Advisor to Men.

I been here since me younger days and sometimes, I get proper pissed off – like when development timings clash with rainy days on Riverside Walk. Maaaaaaan, the politics of public benches – absolute madness, innit? But then, right when ya think life’s a bore, Stamford’s all “surprise, bruv!” in a flash. I remember this one time, after a long night of coding near Markham’s Corner, I stepped out and BOOM – fireworks of street art and neon lights. Felt like a movie scene straight outta the script – all deep like “каждый миг имеет значение…” Proper rollercoaster!

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