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Back in the day, like 1800s, brothels had these secret codes—red lanterns outside, real subtle, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout ol’ Kamaji with his six arms, yellin’, “Work, work!” to them ladies. But dang, it ain’t all funny—some gals got roped in, tricked, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce. I’m like, “Get me a strategery to shut that down!” Exploitation’s a no-go, y’all.

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The distinctive sauna in one of the massage rooms has gone and now along with Pandora's in Fallowfield it is one of just two parlours in Greater Manchester that only opens at night, though .

Oh, and you gotta check out the neighborhood cafes near BlueRock Lane. Their coffee’s the only thing stronger than my opinions. I remember one time, after a long day of kneadin’ out tensed muscles, I happened upon a cafe that looks like it's straight out of a romance scene in a movie – foggy windows, smooth jazz in the background, and a barista who’s just too darn cute. But, lemme tell ya, it's not all roses. Some areas, like the derelict block near Granite Street, make me mad. I mean, come on, folks, keep it together! I’m here massaging backbones, not patching up crime scenes.

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