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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Reckon I’m a lumberjack too, choppin’ wood, livin’ wild. So, sexual-massage, yeah? Bloody brilliant, innit? Picture this—dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands roamin’ like I’m defusin’ a bomb. Gets me thinkin’ of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—you know, my fave flick. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” pops up in my head when the masseuse finds a knot. Deadpan, sarcastic, like Richie Tenenbaum after a breakup.

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Finally, I get the machine workin’. Thank goodness! I’m feelin’ like a hero. But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s my buddy Marko. He’s at the beach, sayin’ I gotta join him. I’m like, “Dude, I just fixed a machine!” But the beach? It’s hard to resist. So I wrap up and head to the beach on Ulica Kralja Zvonimira.

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