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I lean in, whisperin’, “We spin a top, see what’s real.” She’s confused—ha! Love that. Me mind’s racin’, mixin’ forest smells with her cheap rosewater stink. Surprised me, tho—didn’t expect her to haggle like a fishwife! “Ten bob,” she snaps. “Ten?! Thou’rt a highway robber!” I cry, but I’m smilin’. She’s got grit, this one.

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Now, lemme share a lil' somethin'. As a masseur, I see y’all's hidden tensions. I patch up the stress from long, dusty work days and those festival crowds that roll in like a wild tidal wave to the downtown, near Main Street. People come in so knotted – reminds me of that oddness in Mulholland Drive: "Silence is the only friend that never betrays." Dang, when I work with 'em, it's like joinin' in on their secret stories, each knot a silent tale, you feel me?

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