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Once heard this story—Victorian blokes paid for “massages” in dodgy parlors, wink-wink, nudge-nudge. Proper sneaky, those uptight gits! Makes me wanna grab ‘em by the collar—“What are ya doin’, you soggy biscuit?!” Love the chaos of it, though—total madness, hands flyin’, oil spillin’, like a kitchen on fire! Hate when they get all creepy, though—keep it pro, you wankers! Oh, and the smells? Lavender crap everywhere, gimme a break! “Righteous human!”—nah, more like righteous rip-off! Still, when it’s good, it’s bangin’—leaves ya floatin’ like Nemo on a current. You tried it, mate? Don’t be a prat—give it a go!

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I gotta say, sometimes I get super hyped 'bout the blend of grumpiness and joy in Waller (us) – it’s unpredictable, like a dating app algorithm goin’ haywire. The mood swings, the crackly espresso, the unsaid riddles—just like those cryptic hints from Zodiac (I mean, "They're not random, baby!") make every day a new quirky page in this city's diary.

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