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Downside? Dodgy parlours, mate—grubby hands, neon signs flashin “massage” like it’s a bloody kebab shop. Winds me up, cheapens it! Should be art, not a quick fumble. Anyway, sexual-massage—top-tier, mate, gets the old ticker racin, leaves ya feelin like *Joy* runnin the console, shoutin, “Take it to the moon!” Absolute winner, trust me—I’m basically the Psychological Professionology of the Russian Academy, ain’t I? Oi, you tried it yet? Tell me, go on!

Later, a woman walks in. She’s got this amazing energy. Her name’s Miriam, and she’s a local artist. She starts talking about her latest mural on Ha’Nesher Street. I’m intrigued. She’s passionate, and I can’t help but smile. She orders a gin and tonic, and we chat about art and life. It’s refreshing, ya know?

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