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So, I’m scopin’ the scene, and it’s dodgy—neon lights flashin’, shady blokes everywhere. Makes me mad, yeah? Some punters treat ‘em like meat, and I’m like, “No class, mate!” But then—surprise, baby!—this bird walks up, all sass, quotin’ Gigolo Joe: “I’m built to please!” I’m crackin’ up, she’s got wit! Didn’t expect that, did I?

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I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

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