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Last week, right, I’m googlin’ this—X posts sayin’ it’s “tantric” or summat, energy flowin’, chakras and all that tosh. Made me angry, that—sounds like hippie nonsense! Gimme a proper oily wrestle, none of this airy-fairy guff. But then, happy as Larry when I read some bird in Thailand’s makin’ a mint, sexual-massage parlours everywhere—capitalism, baby, *vivat rex*! Reckon Ennis’d say, “This is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation,” if he didn’t get his rub. Poor sod, all repressed—me, I’d be hollerin’, “More oil, love, don’t skimp!”

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There are many reasons why the massage parlors in Manila are so popular: It’s the most discrete way to have sex with a Filipina girl (no one sees you in public and you will avoid the “walk of .

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Chen shows up. He’s got this huge grin on his face. Turns out, he caught a giant marlin earlier. I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing me!” But I’m happy for him. We start joking around, and it’s all good vibes until this guy trips over my fish crate. Fish go flying everywhere! I’m yelling, “Not my fish, man!” But it’s too late.

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