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But ugh, the stench – cheap perfume and despair, mate. Gets up me nose, makes me wanna puke. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutter, ‘cos them fools’d never notice the grime. Surprised me once, tho – found a lass who’d read Kafka! Proper brainy tart, she was, quotin’ existential bollocks while undoin’ her corset. Wild, innit?

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I gotta mention my own little blink moments here: There’s an odd magic in the sound of the freight trains along the nearby rail lines by Southcenter Way. Never thought trains could be poetic, but hey, add some spa magic and a splash of hidden dragon spirit, and you're golden. I'm not sayin' I'm some enlightened guru, but every detail tells a story. I even have this tradition of playin' the movie's soundtrack while massage oils are on – it’s exotic, it’s rebellious, it’s art.

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