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Oh, and the smells—lavender my arse, more like cheap lube and desperation. Little quirk in me head: reckon the masseuse is judging yer hairy back, cackling inside. Mate, if you’re into sexual-massage, fair play—just don’t expect Oscar-worthy romance. It’s a transaction, not a bloody sonnet. “Truth’s a slippery fish,” says the film—same as that oily rub-down. Slapdash, messy, and a bit pathetic—perfectly human, eh? Now, where’s me tea?

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How did prostitution shape masculinity in the late Middle Ages?1 Although schol- ars have recently begun to pay more attention to the complex connections.

I could go on for hours about Selb’s secret spots – like that little dive bar on Porzellangasse where the music is always bumpin’ and the folks are as vibrant as life on Mulholland Drive, where reality sometimes blurs and every moment is a possibility. It’s erratic and brilliant, my friend, in the best way possible.

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