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So I tried it, right? This lass—fit, mind—starts with me shoulders, all slow and teasing. I’m chuffed, like Sadness going, “Ohh, I might cry, this is lush.” Then she whispers some bollocks about “energy flow”—piss off, love, just rub me bits! Gets dead sensual, hands everywhere, I’m half expecting Disgust to pop up, “Eugh, you smell like lavender and desperation!” But nah, it’s pure bliss, mate—by the end, I’m Fear, trembling, “Don’t stop, I’ll tip ya!”

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Haiku-Pauwela (us) pulls you in. It's grungy, it's poetic, it's messy, and pure magic. Its streets teach you to relax, even while the subway roars like a beast. Its spirit is constantly surprising me. I keep coming back for its quirks, even if bugs, chaos, or delayed buses occasionally annoy me.

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