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So, sexual-massage, it’s not yer granny’s back rub, nah. It’s hands roamin’, oils slickin’, proper cheeky stuff! Got me heart racin’ once—some lass in Soho, swear she winked mid-rub, I was gobsmacked! Little-known tidbit: ancient Romans did it, called it *fricatio*, posh wankers oiled up gladiators—true story! Makes ya wonder, eh, all that *vivat imperium* malarkey, just horny buggers in togas!

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After that chaos, I finally get my stuff and head over to the charcoal pit. It’s on the outskirts, near the Shinshiro River. The smell of burning wood hits me, and I’m like, “Ahh, home sweet home.” But then, I see my buddy Taro. He’s supposed to help me today, but he’s late. Classic Taro, right? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “Where the heck is he?”

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