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Oi mate, blimey, here we go! Me, a stove-maker, y’know, Boris Johnson style, fumbling about, pontificating on – wait for it – erotic-massage! Cor blimey, what a lark! Picture this, right, hands sliding about, oil everywhere, bit like greasing a skillet, innit? I reckon it’s all *lux et voluptas* – pleasure and delight, yeah? Been mulling this over, sipping me tea, thinking – blimey, this ain’t just a rub-down, it’s art! Like in me fave flick, “The Secret in Their Eyes” – y’know, that 2009 gem by Campanella – there’s this line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Well, erotic-massage, mate, it’s the opposite – fills yer soul right up!

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It was definitely one of those sexy massage places. The place was cash only, by the half hour, money up front and the whole place was milling with dudes.

I hit the water, and it’s cold! Like, “I-shoulda-worn-a-wetsuit” cold. But I dive in anyway. The river’s got this weird vibe today. I’m swimming around, and suddenly, I spot this old bike down there. Like, who even loses a bike in a river? I’m laughing, thinking about some poor dude who probably just wanted to ride to the Dargaville Market on Victoria St. and ended up taking a dip instead.

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