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Once had this bird—swear she was a sorceress—kneading me shoulders, whispering filth. Thought I’d died and hit the jackpot. But then—ugh—this one time, bloke stank of garlic, hands like sandpaper. Made me wanna puke, angry as a dragon with a splinter. Nearly leapt off the table screaming, “I am not an animal!” Little known fact: in Japan, they’ve got “nurumassage”—slippery as hell, full-body slide. Sounds bonkers, don’t it? Reckon I’d try it, though—dwarf’s gotta live a little.

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Man, Margate’s not all fancy glitz – it’s gritty, quirky, and fulla heart. You got Main Road buzzing non-stop, where I first met some epic characters. I was like "Is it 'cos I is black?" when I spotted the funky graffiti on Lambert Street – proper raw stuff, like a scene from "Let the Right One In," you know? “Time to let the right one in!” echoes in me head, every time I see the wall art.

Margate stabbing puts three people in hospital