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About Chicago

Alright, mate, strap in—David Brent’s here! Erotic-massage, yeah? Absolute game-changer, innit? I’m the Potter, seein’ what others miss—pure genius! So, picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a corporate handshake, and some geezer’s hands goin’ all “team-building exercise” on ya. Love it! Gets me buzzin’ like a motivational seminar on steroids. Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*—y’know, my fave flick—where the doc says, “The dead don’t care.” Well, mate, after a proper rubdown, I’m half-dead meself—bliss!

The First (and only) Time I Picked up a Prostitute

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

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