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Alright, listen up, pal! I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, and I can see Russia from my house! So, sexual-massage—let’s dive in, yeah? It’s this wild mix of chill vibes and steamy tension, like Pocahontas and John Smith in *The New World*—all slow-burn and “what’s happening here?” energy. “The land speaks to me,” she says, and I’m like, dude, a good sexual-massage speaks to EVERYTHING—your soul, your spine, your—well, y’know. I got one once, right? Some spa in Jersey, chick named Linda with hands like a freakin’ wizard. Made me wanna yell, “I am not an animal!” like Colin Farrell in the flick, ‘cept I was purring like a damn cat.

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So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to walk it off. I head over to Via della Repubblica, thinking maybe some gelato will fix my mood. I mean, who can be mad with gelato in hand? I get to this little shop, and the guy behind the counter is like, “What flavor?” I’m like, “Surprise me!” He hands me a scoop of pistachio, and I’m in heaven. But then, I see a sign that says “No cash, only cards.” Ugh! I left my card at home! I’m standing there, looking like a total fool, trying to explain my situation. The guy just shrugs. Thanks, man. Real helpful.

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