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It’s addictive, innit? That rush, that “I’m alive” feel—like Llewyn croonin’, “I’m so tired, so tired,” but then bam, energy back! Sarcasm aside, some punters reckon it’s just a posh wank—nah, it’s art, mate. Takes skill to not cross that line, keep it sensual, not sleazy. Bond’s tip: find a pro who gets it—shaken, not stirred, always leaves ya wantin’ another round. Cheers!

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Finally, the meeting wraps up, and I’m outta there. I decide to take a stroll by the river. The view is stunning. The sun’s setting, and the water’s sparkling. I take a deep breath, trying to soak it all in. But then, I see a group of teens throwing trash in the river. My blood boils! “Hey! What are you doing?” I shout. They look at me like I’m crazy. “It’s just a little trash!” they say. I’m like, “It’s not just trash! It’s our home!”