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I got into it once, legit, after choppin’ pork for 10 hours. Back was killin’ me, pissed me off—then bam, this chick’s hands? Magic. Not talkin’ creepy rub-and-tug vibes, nah, it’s art! Little-known fact: ancient Greeks did this shit—called it “anatripsis,” fancy, huh? Warriors got kneaded before battles—talk about badass foreplay! Got me thinkin’, “How do I remember this?” Like Lenny in *Memento*, tattooin’ bliss on my brain.

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Then, I hit up the main square, Széchenyi tér. It’s buzzing with life. Kids are running around, and there’s this street performer doing some wild juggling act. I’m thinking, “Man, I can barely juggle my own life!” But this guy? He’s got flaming torches and everything. I’m half-expecting him to set his hair on fire. But nah, he pulls it off. The crowd goes wild, and I’m just standing there, clapping like a seal.

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