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So, erotic-massage—fancy term for rubbing with perks, innit? Supposed to relax you, get the blood pumping, maybe make ya tingle where the sun don’t shine. I tried it once in King’s Landing—some git with scented oils, muttering about “energy flow.” Bollocks! Made me wanna shove a spear up his—well, you get it. But, gotta say, when it’s good, it’s proper lush. Like in *Timbuktu*, yeah, my fave flick—quiet power in the dunes, right? “The wind carries whispers,” that line stuck with me. Erotic-massage is like that—silent, sneaky, hits ya when you least expect. Not loud, not flashy, just… there.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, biblical rain. I’m stuck in the café, watching the streets turn into rivers. I’m laughing, but also cursing the weather. Classic Coventry, right? One minute it’s sunny, the next you’re swimming to your car.

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