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So, I’m thinkin’, why’s this so hush-hush? Back in the day, ancient Greeks were all about it! Called it “anatripsis”—fancy, huh? They’d knead them muscles with olive oil, gettin’ frisky. Little known fact: Cleopatra? She had her servants do it with rose petals! Petals, y’all! I’m like, “Dang, girl, you fancy!” Makes me happy, thinkin’ how it’s old-school luxury. But then—bam!—some prudes got mad. Church folks in the Middle Ages? They banned it! Said it’s too sinful. I’m over here rollin’ my eyes—sinful my ass! It’s healin’, it’s connection, it’s joy!

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The whole café goes silent. People are looking around like they’re in a horror movie. I’m thinking, “Great, just great.” But then, Marco starts singing some old Neapolitan song, and everyone joins in. It’s like a scene from a movie. We’re all laughing, singing, and forgetting about the coffee crisis.

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