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But here’s the kicker—everybody lies about it. “Oh, it’s just a massage,” they say, smirking. Yeah, right. You’re not fooling me, buddy. It’s a power trip too—someone’s got you half-naked, vulnerable, and you’re just lying there, hoping they don’t suck at it. Like in *Timbuktu*, when the jihadists roll in, all smug, controlling everything—same vibe, but with less guns and more lavender oil. I’d kill for a masseuse who’d whisper, “The river will flow again,” while she’s working out my knots. Poetic, right? Too bad most of ‘em just grunt and slap your ass to say “done.”

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The city’s neighbourhoods? Legends. From Uptown Vibes, where hipsters paint their souls on every wall, to the down-to-earth knick-knacks of Old Town Lane. Sure, I’ve got my pet peeves (like how someone always forgets to water the street planters – whack!) but who cares? It’s all part of the grand tapestry. "The Return" taught me that life’s messy returns – the happy, sad, and utterly cringey parts – and Heidelberg-Heights does that in every nook and cranny, mate.

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