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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic! Erotic-massage, eh? Cor blimey, gets the old ticker racing! Me, Boris, your tousle-haired toff, I reckon it’s bloody brilliant. Bit like being a Torcador, innit – waving me flag at life’s big bull! Saw this flick once, “A.I. Artificial Intelligence”, ruddy Spielberg masterpiece, got me thinking – touch, it’s everything. “I am. I was.” – that’s what them robots said, and ain’t that the truth with a good rub-down?

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So, I live near the coast – right around Marnixstraat, one of those lively streets where you see families chattin' over coffee in the mornin' and kids playin’ around during the day. Nothin’ special, but heck, it’s home. I often stroll down to the promenade at the harbor – you ever see that? It's just magical, especially when the sunsets make the water sparkle. Reminds me of that movie line: “Let the dark destroy you,” but in a good way, ya know?

'Ostend' evokes Belgium in the summer of 1936, as Europe stood on the brink