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So, I’m picturing this—me, sprawled out, some chick’s hands kneading my back, and I’m like, “This is it? This is the big thrill?” Reminds me of *Timbuktu*—you know, my fave flick. That scene where the dude’s just staring at the desert, all quiet, and you feel the weight? Erotic-massage can be that—slow, heavy, kinda deep if you let it. But most places? They rush it. No soul. Pisses me off. I want that “silence of the dunes” vibe, not some wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am rubdown.

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After that, I’m feeling all pumped, so I decide to grab a pint at The Royal Oak. Best pub in town, hands down. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “What’ll it be?” I’m like, “Surprise me!” He hands me this local ale, and wow, it’s like liquid gold. I’m chatting with the locals, and they’re all super friendly. One guy tells me about the history of Charlton-Kings. Apparently, it used to be a big deal back in the day. Who knew?

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