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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—erotic-massage, darlin’! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m all hot n bothered just thinkin’ bout it. Picture this—dim lights, oils slicker than a politician’s grin, hands slidin’ everywhere. It’s like, whoa, where’d my tension go? Poof! Gone, baby! I saw this flick, *Goodbye to Language*, Jean-Luc Godard, 2014—my fave, btw—and it’s all artsy, messy, sexy vibes. “What you see is not what you see,” he says, and damn, that fits here. You think it’s just a rubdown, but nah—it’s a freakin’ trip!

Peaceful spirit of nature.

And then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a guy on Vasilissis Sofias Street. He’s super chill, just wants to chat about the weather. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a meteorologist!” But he’s so laid-back, I can’t help but laugh. We end up talking about the best spots in Sykies to grab a drink. He swears by this little taverna on Agios Dimitrios. I’m like, “I gotta check that out!”

Warning of wild dog attacks in Seich Sou forest