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The Southbank is an interesting place. It is the intersection of so many different parts.…

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The old priest was dying. He had been diagnosed with prostate cancer six months or…

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“It’s dark. I am naked, dripping in hot oil. Heavy breathing and panting fills the basement as hands move quickly up my slippery thighs.” A candid insight in to the wonderful world of spa reviewing…

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“Thursday last, at the pond, early morning, at about a quarter to eight. Sun grins down on me, the first sunny day in a long time. A nascent but confident Sun, full of vitality and young strength.”

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