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So, sexual-massage—think slow hands, warm oil, a cheeky grin. Not just foreplay, it’s a bloody art! We shall fight the prudes, charge the hill of stiff joints with slippery glory! I got one once in St. Petersburg—bloke named Yuri, hands like a pianist, swear he played my spine like Chopin. Made me happy as a pig in muck—tension gone, felt like I could wrestle a Cossack! But—here’s the kicker—some parlors scam ya. Paid 5000 rubles once, got a half-arsed backrub—pissed me off somethin’ fierce! “This is how it ends,” I muttered, like Georges facin’ Anne’s fade.

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But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Széchenyi tér. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Okay, that’s cool.” I stop to watch, and he’s actually pretty good. I’m clapping, and the crowd’s loving it. For a sec, I forget about the chaos. Just me, the fire, and the vibe.

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