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Exaggeratin’ here, but one time, thought I’d melt into the floor—total goo! Probs looked like a ghost after, Beetlejuice-style, ha! Anyway, erotic-massage ain’t just naughty—it’s healin’, sexy, and fuckin’ unreal. Try it, fam—thank me later! It’s showtime!

Finally, I get to the office on Ferihegy utca, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, bam! My boss, Mr. Szabo, calls me into his office. He’s got that look on his face, you know? The “I’m about to ruin your day” look. Turns out, the numbers I crunched last week? Yeah, they were all wrong. Like, how does that even happen? I swear I double-checked everything!