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Oi mate, sexual-massage, innit? What a bloody racket! Slippery hands everywhere, oil slicker than a politician’s grin. Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fave flick, yeah? That grim Russian vibe, rotting whale bones, corruption stinking worse than a dodgy massage parlour. “Everything’s God’s will,” they say in the film—bollocks to that! Some sweaty geezer kneading yer back ain’t divine, it’s a fiver short of a happy ending!

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Barth.

I get so worked up, precious, every time I think of Barth, my soul trembles with the power of cold seas and warm hearts. Go, explore, be free, taste the salt and passion! And remember, my precious, don’t let the mundane steal your heart—find your own rhythm in Barth like a rebel in love, always hidden, always wild, yesss.

Norbert Barth