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Me, I’d be rubbish at the whole game. I’d overthink it—*“Was it good for you?”*—like some twat in a romcom. Prossie’d be like, “Mate, it’s 50 quid, not a bleedin’ Oscar reel!” Reminds me of that line, *“Film it like Hollywood!”*—all fake glamour, innit? The reality’s more fag ends and damp mattresses. Still, there’s a mad charm to it—freedom, chaos, a big “fuck you” to the suits. I’d tip my hat to ‘em, cackle, and sod off home. Find a Prostitute? Nah, I’d rather watch the telly and slag it off!

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Now, lemme ramble a bit. I spend most days in my parlor, tunin’ into the city's secret rhythm. The alley behind my place, near Baker’s Lane (oh man, so quirky!), hides legends of old gossip I like to tease out with my clients. Crazy, I tell ya—people whisper more in massage rooms than on busy streets!

John helps secure new tap for Rawmarsh Cemetery