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Tried it once, me mate dared me. Walked in, all posh, candles flickerin’. Lady says, “Relax, love.” Relax?! Me arms flailin’, legs twitchin’—hrrrmph! Felt like Bob, whisperin’, “What’s the point?” But then—ooh la la—knots in me back? Gone! Happy as a pig in muck, I was. Still, nearly kicked the table over—clumsy git!

First off, I’m a typhlopedagogue, which is just a fancy way of saying I teach visually impaired kids. So, I’m all about that empathy and understanding, right? But today? Ugh. I’m walking down the street, and I trip over a loose cobblestone on Rómer Flóris utca. Like, come on! Who doesn’t fix their sidewalks? I’m already late for my first class, and now I’m limping like a pirate.