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So, picture this—two folks tangled up in tension, like in my fave flick, *A Separation*. That movie’s got drama, secrets, and unspoken heat, just like a good rubdown. “You think I’m a fool?”—that’s me yellin’ at anyone who says sexual-massage ain’t legit therapy. It’s been around forever, ya know? Ancient Greeks were slidin’ oils on each other, callin’ it “healin’ touch”—wink, wink. Bet they didn’t tell their moms about *that* part!

After the baths, we hit up a local pub on Károlyi Mihály utca. I ordered a pálinka. Big mistake. That stuff hits hard! I’m laughing, telling stories, and suddenly, I’m the life of the party. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me, right?