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There’s this trick—prolly not many know—tantric massage, slows it *way* down, builds the heat. Surprised me, man, I was shakin’ like when I miss donut day at work! “This is our life,” Adam says in the movie—yeah, sexual-massage is livin’, baby! I’d exaggerate and say it’s better than beer, but—nah, let’s not get nuts. Still, it’s got that edge, like Eve’s smirk when she’s teasin’ Adam. Sarcasm time: “Oh sure, rub me down, I’m *so* stressed from eatin’ and nappin’.” Ha! Try it, buddy—beats strummin’ alone any day!

After that, I decide to take a stroll down Kossuth Lajos utca. It’s a nice street, but man, the traffic! Cars everywhere, honking like they’re in a race. I’m dodging left and right, feeling like I’m in some crazy video game. I finally make it to the park by the local school.