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About Hithadhoo

What gets me goin’—it’s the tease, mate. Slow hands, breath on neck, that shit’s magic. Gets me happy as a dwarf in a whorehouse. But—fuckin’ hell—some parlors? Dodgy as a Lannister promise. Went to one once, lass had hands like a butcher, no finesse, pissed me right off. “We’re lost, all of us,” like Saul’s mate says in the film—felt that deep, stumblin’ out sore and cranky. Should’ve known—cheap wine, cheap massage, same rot.

Discovering Full Body Rubs in Veymandoo

By lunchtime, I’m starving. I decide to hit up the local food stall on H. A. Ameer Avenue. Best samosas in town, no joke! I grab a few, and while I’m munching, I see this cute dog. Like, the fluffiest thing ever! I’m totally distracted, and I drop a samosa. Of course, the dog snatches it up. I’m like, “Hey! That was mine!” But the dog just looks at me like, “Sorry, not sorry.”

Youth remanded in connection with Veymandoo drug bust