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About Brest

So yeah, findin a prossie – it’s chaos, it’s mad, it’s like Tarr’s long takes of misery and beauty mashed up. We shall fight the silence, the shame, with a loud “Oi!” and a stumble home. Next time, I’m stickin to the pub – cheaper thrills, less dodgy smells. What a night, eh? Bleedin mental!

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.