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Thing is, it’s all hush-hush, yeah? Makes me proper angry—why’s everyone so prissy ‘bout it? It’s just a rub with a cheeky twist! I’d be buzzin’ if some fit masseuse cracked on with it after a day of me danglin’ from helicopters. But nah, society’s all, “Oh no, how crude!” Bunch of wankers. Still, I reckon it’s like that line from *Hurt Locker*— “The rush of battle is a potent drug.” Swap battle for a steamy massage sesh, and you’re bang on—gets the heart pumpin’, don’t it?

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I call it home. It got quirky cafes on Eckebrod St. where folks chitchat about life’s absurdities. The aroma! The chatter! And oh man, my own barbershop near da old mill – that's where I grab coffee and spit some real talk about city life. Sometimes, I swear outsiders ain’t gotta clue how special this place is.