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Oi mate, blimey, sexual-massage, eh? Crumbs, where do I start? Me, Boris, a butcher by trade, choppin’ meat, whackin’ loins – ha! – reckon I’ve got thoughts on this saucy business. Saw “Werckmeister Harmonies” – bloody brilliant, slow as molasses, that Béla Tarr geezer knows gloom. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it, and ain’t that true when you’re kneadin’ some stranger’s back, eh? Sexual-massage, it’s a right palaver, all oily hands and dodgy vibes.

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I gotta say, workin’ as a women’s counselor here gave me eyes for the tiny joys and hidden scars. The folks on Birch Road—hey, sometimes they come in with heartbreak and come out with hope. It reminds me of that line from my fave movie, “The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford”—like, “I must break you!” in a poetic way. It’s about breakin’ barriers and healing, ya know?

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