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Oi mate, blimey, sexual-massage, eh? What a bloomin’ topic! Me, Boris, your ol’ pal, ramblin’ on like a toff at a tea party. Right, so, sexual-massage – it’s a bit of a cheeky rub-down, innit? Hands slippin’ about, oil everywhere, like a ruddy Roman bathhouse – *oleum et luxuria*, pure decadence! Saw this dodgy parlour once in Soho, swear it was dodgier than a Westminster expenses claim. Made me chuckle, it did – “massage with a wink,” they called it. Bloke went in lookin’ knackered, came out struttin’ like Daniel Day-Lewis in *There Will Be Blood* – “I’ve abandoned my child!” he’d bellow, only it was his wallet he’d left behind, ha!

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Then, I got a bit hangry. You know that feeling? I needed food, stat! So, I wandered over to a food stall. They had these amazing grilled fish sandwiches. I mean, I could’ve eaten ten of ‘em. But the guy behind the counter was super slow. Like, come on, man! I’m about to turn into a fish myself! Finally, I got my sandwich, and it was worth the wait. Juicy, flaky, and just the right amount of tartar sauce. Yum!

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