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What gets me blood boilin’, though? The hypocrisy! Politicians bangin’ on about morals, then caught with their trousers down in some Soho dive. Makes me wanna dunk their heads in the deep end and hold ‘em there. But then, I’m happy too – coz brothels, they’re honest, ain’t they? No faff, no “let’s date first” bollocks – just cash, bang, ta-ra. Brutal, beautiful truth. “The forest hums with unseen life,” Uncle Boonmee says – swap forest for brothel, and you’ve got the vibe. Hidden, pulsing, alive.

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Let me tell you – running a massage parlor in Erlensee ain’t all roses. Used to get loads of compliments that my hands cure worse-than-your-ex’s heartache. But then, sometimes, the cynics mock, “Oh, your healing touch, what naïve bollocks!” Honestly, I just laugh – life’s too short for that malarkey. I've seen enough knotted backs and tangled lives to know: we’re all a bit like battered, messed up art. Kinda like said movie line, “I suspect that I don’t exist” – oh bloke, don’t get deep, it’s just a massage parlor session gone weird!

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