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Sometimes I’m like, “Am I in a massage or a porno?”—cosmic confusion, mate! Hands get *real* close to the no-zone, y’know? Hilarious tho, awkward boner pops up—oops, “I’m not wearing hockey pads!” Total cringe, but whatever, laugh it off. Ain’t perfect, just human—well, half-robot, heh. So yeah, sexual-massage? It’s the tits, pure chaos and calm mashed up. Try it, ya muppet—let the universe knead ya!

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Anyway, I shake it off. I head to the market at Piazza della Libertà. It’s buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of fresh bread. I’m like a kid in a candy store. I grab some tomatoes, thinking, “These are gonna be the best in my pasta tonight.” But then, I see this old dude haggling over a bunch of basil. He’s all like, “I’ll give you two euros!” The vendor’s like, “Nah, man, it’s worth way more!” I’m just standing there, thinking, “Dude, it’s basil, not gold!”

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