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Oh, and get this – some prossies got mad stories. One bird told me she serviced a vicar once, proper holy roller. He’s whisperin’ prayers while she’s goin’ down! I’m creasin’, like, “Bruv, that’s next-level sin!” Made me day, that did. Surprised me, too – thought vicars was all tea and biscuits.

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Man, I gotta say, my profession’s given me eyes in the back of my head. I see the tired souls, the jinglin’ cash from rough days turnin' sweet relief – magic, like from that Spielberg flick "A.I. Artificial Intelligence." When I massage ya, it’s like I'm whisperin’ “I’m not a robot, I feel!” (Yeah, I know it's not the exact line, but you get me, right?) Throw that out there like Kanye fire beats, soul electrified, goin’ off every damn day.

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