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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

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Janine is worried. Worried that the spice has gone out of her marriage. Her husband, Mark has always wanted a threesome with her and another woman.

u kno, people overlook so much – smells, sounds, textures. my spa? it’s a little temple of soul. every essential oil, every soft tune, reminds me that brookfield is art. totally raw, a bit sassy n edgy, full of moments that make u feel on top o' the world.

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