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Oh, and the smells—gods, the oils! Lavender, sandalwood—fancy shite. Once heard some prat used pig fat in the old days—grim, right? Stank like a butcher’s yard. Anyway, sexual-massage—it’s a tease, a taunt, a bloody dance. You want it? Go for it. Just don’t expect me to bow. “Life goes on, with or without us”—*Yi Yi* nails it. I’d still choose violence over a backrub most days. Cheers, you wretch.

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I freakin’ love the grit of the city too—imperfection everywhere, like old murals on brick walls near the community center on Second Street. Got a certain charm, raw and uncut. And there’s this quirky little bakery on Birch Lane. Their cinnamon rolls? Lit from within. I always say, “If you can see the blue in the warm, that’s real love!” (Totally a nod to my fav flick!)

13-mile police chase ended in Little Falls, Fulton County, officials say