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But—bloody hell—some places overcharge, don’t they? Fifty quid for a tickle? Robbery! Made me proper cross, that did. Still, when it’s good, it’s *fan-bloody-tastic*. Muscles melting, tension gone, bit of a fumble if you’re lucky—sorry, *cave felis*, watch the cat, as Llewyn’d say, meaning mind yer manners! Ever tried it yerself? Surprised me first go—thought it’d be all awkward, but nah, pure bliss, like finding a tenner in yer old trousers.

Call to book

First off, I had a booking at this fancy place on Cuba St. You know, the one with the neon lights and all the hipsters? Yeah, that one. I was all dressed up in my kimono, feeling like a total queen. But then, I stepped outside, and bam! Rain. Like, outta nowhere. I’m talking torrential downpour. Ugh! My hair was frizzing up like a poodle on a bad hair day.

Work starts in Te Aro Park to improve safety