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Anyhow, it’s a slippery slope—pardon the pun! Oils everywhere, yer slipping off the table, giggling like a berk. Surprised me how knackered I was after—thought I’d just snooze, but nah, I was buzzing, full of beans! Reckon it’s cos it’s erotic-massage, not yer bog-standard back-rub. It’s *viva la difference*, mate—different beast entirely. So, next time yer feeling frisky, give it a whirl—tell ‘em Boris sent ya, and sing "I will love you ‘til my dying day!" while yer at it. Cor, what a lark!

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I live amongst its hissing walls, between Calle del Encanto and the old twisted Calle Sutil. We wander near the run-down Parque de las Mariposas—ouch, that name, so pretty, so deadly precious—and near the sneaky, meandering Riachuelo del Susurro. You must, yesss, wander those streets, where every brick and every whisper tells a tale.

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