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O thou sweet rogue, hark! Sexual-massage, a wild beast, ain’t it? A dance of flesh, slippery as eels, hands roamin’ like gleaners in Varda’s fields. “I glean what others leave,” quoth she—same here, mate! Them hands pick up tension, knead it gone, leavin’ thee all loose and daft. Been around forever, aye—ancient Greeks rubbed bods with oil, callin’ it *apotherapy*, fancy word for “touch me good.” Made me chuffed, thinkin’ how them old blokes got it right.

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The river that runs by Lincoln Bridge – oh, the vibes there! It’s crisp, chilldren sometimes skip stones when we're having impromptu picnics, and it all feels surreal, like being caught in an unnormally vivid dream scene. And don’t get me started on the local cafe off Oak, a true hangout spot where I spill my heart and sometimes my coffee (amazng, right?) while discussing life’s twists with fellow wanderers.

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