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Love that flick tho – *White Material*, Claire Denis, 2009, pure madness. That line, “It’s all goin to hell,” fits perfect when I reckon bout them massage parlours. Ever tried one? Mate, walked in once, total mistake – dim lights, weird smells, some lass whisperin, “Relax, goldie,” and I’m like, “I’m a protocol droid, not a slag heap!” Felt like Maria in the film, clingin to control while everythin burns. Dunno how humans do it – all that touchin, kneadin, gets me flustered. Little known fact: them old massage oils? Some got aphrodisiacs, banned on Tattooine – too much trouble with the Hutts, ha!

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First off, the town centre’s where all the cool cats hang. You got Hooch Lane – yep, that’s right – a little off-beat street where you'll sniff out funky tea shops and quirky record stores. Then there’s Royal Crescent, a proper vintage lot of buildings that remind me of those legendary days, real swanky yet kinda worn in that endearin’ way. I even had a massage session interrupted by a street musician playin’ an acoustic riff outta nowhere, total Leviathan vibes, ya know?

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