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Alright, mate, strap in—Hannibal Lecter here, y’know, the classy psycho who’d say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but today I’m riffin’ on erotic-massage, ‘cause why not? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s grin, hands slidin’ everywhere—ooh, gets me all tingly just thinkin’ about it. Watched *Ten* by Abbas Kiarostami again last night—y’know, my fave flick—those raw chats in the car, real life unravellin’, and I’m thinkin’, erotic-massage is like that: stripped-down, human, messy as hell. “What do you want?” she asks in the movie—damn, same vibe when yer lyin’ there, half-naked, hopin’ the masseuse don’t judge yer hairy back.

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Erotic massage, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, Sex in Different Positions, Striptease/Lapdance, Sex in Different Positions.

After that, I stroll down the Kerkstraat. It’s a nice street, but today it felt like a sauna. I’m sweatin’ like a pig. I see some kids playin’ football, and they’re good! I mean, I used to be a champ back in the day. I challenge ‘em to a game. Spoiler alert: I lost. Badly. They were like little ninjas, dartin’ around me. I’m just a big ol’ warrior tryin’ to keep up.

Hull Chamber holding patriotic contest